Balls, Balls, and MORE Balls!

Almost every single day without fail we have races around here.  Either at our house or Grammy and Papa's house.  It's been happening for months!  Papa and Zachary (and sometimes Grammy and Mommy and Daddy) have races with 12 balls.  These 12 balls all have names, personalities, and voices.  There are even two sticks that have names too.  Their names are Alex and Jessi, lovingly named after our two basset hounds.  One stick is the start line and the other is the finish line.

Don't ask me how this all got started.  It is a "Papa and Zachary" thing. . . those two come up with some crazy stuff!  Zachary has been known to do these races back and forth in the yard for hours at a time.  Literally THREE hours one afternoon with very little breaks!  The little dude just loves it.  Anything he does with Papa he loves.  He and Papa are best buddies for sure.

Papa and Zachary with their beloved balls. . .

Zachary with Beachball, Orangie, Soccie, Fiery, Basket, Rainbow, Orangaide, Lightening, Cougar, Scooby, Colorie, Wingie.  (Ok, SOMEBODY is NUTSO in this family!)

Of course, treats are needed for energy to race!!

Taking a break with baby brother.  He loves to watch the action!

I joke alot and give my father so much grief when it comes to these crazy things.  But, in all seriousness, I love and am thankful for all the time he spends with my sweet boys.  They LOVE LOVE LOVE their grandparents so much!  It takes a village to raise children and my, what a WONDERFUL village I am blessed with.  Thank you Daddy!  Love you.