There is Hope

Okay, so Jack has got to be one of the tiniest 4 year olds in the world. He still wears 3T clothes and even some 2T. He talks like such a little grown-up that he really surprises people. They usually think he's 2 or 3. Lately, however, he's been having CRAZY growing pains in the middle of the night. The kind that wake you up out of a sound sleep and make you cry. Thank goodness for Motrin. Maybe there's hope for this little guy yet! However, he is living proof that great things come in small packages.

Cougarville

This past Saturday the kids had a swim meet (Kate got first place in each of her four races, and Todd got 4 fourth places and 1 fifth place. He was very gracious and excited for his sister. :)) When we returned home a bunch of city workers were canvassing our neighborhood warning all the residents that a cougar had wandered in to town and laid down for a nap at the north end of our neighborhood. They had him cornered and he wasn't trying to move, but they were warning everyone to stay inside just in case he got scared and bolted before they could tranquilize him. Apparently he sauntered in to town and right past the Sheriff's office at 6 am that morning. They caught him on surveillance cameras and were able to track him without scaring him. Then they had to wait for Fish and Game to arrive from somewhere up past Twin Falls. We haven't heard any news of anyone being eaten, so I assume all went well with the relocation process. It was pretty darn exciting!