So I was hanging our Christmas lights on the house the other day and my daughter decides that she is going to help. I look over while untangling the lights and this is what I saw.









Like father like daughter I suppose. The girl has no concept of fear. At least her knuckles aren’t dragging the ground caveman style yet.

Britt

 

I think I've got one of them, too.

 

I've always heard, " If ya can't recrute them grow yer own" I guess it applies to the volly fept's more, but oh well.