Tyler is a master of designs. He painted this particular work of art when he was two, and we’ve had it on our wall ever since. Doug thinks it looks like the profile of an 1800s composer with music notes floating out of his mouth. Any other takes on it?
After months of being photographed in the wee hours of the morning scooping dog poop in my sweatpants, flip-flops and flannel, I finally persuaded Doug to change the location of his critter cam. Within hours, at a watering hole just beyond the kids’ playscape, it captured a most forbidding visitor.
