When we were first married I tried so hard to create "traditions" - things you do because it's what you have always done. Moving to Kentucky has changed our lives, and one of those changes has been the institution of various family "traditions" we never thought would occur.
One of these traditions is Breakfast with the Works. Twice a year (April and October) we take the boys to the track in the morning and have a nice breakfast of doughnuts, sausage, hot chocholate, hash browns, biscuits and gravy. In other words, we try to kill ourselves 2 times a year.
This morning we took the boys to Breakfast with the Works at Keeneland and like usual had a great morning.
|Noel Jr. Uno and Noel Jr. Dos - Not tall, not short, not fat, not skinny!|
We also had a fun Friday afternoon. Since the clinics are closed for State licensure exams at UK, Noel had Friday afternoon off. The boys were so happy to run around in the backyard and have wagon races.
|Our favorite - Pure Delight!|
|Ready, set, GO!|
|Brighton couldn't figure out why he wouldn't go anywhere. Imagine that, big brother pranking Brighton?!|