Monday, September 1, 2008

Uncle Quint

My brother stayed with us Saturday night after the wedding and stuck around through lunch on Sunday.  Susan had to go back to KC for a bachelorette party, so she missed out on the kids asking them to do a hundred different things.  Owen thought it was great to have a tennis partner.  
Since Miles got booted from tennis (unsportsmanlike conduct with the racquet), he decided to collect locusts.  Gross, I know.  And he says, "touch it" over and over until you do.  

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