Laura Is Not My Name

I get the same response

Crashing Cousins

Past Sunday, after KILLING it at the Columbus flea market, we had a cookout at Tyler's to celebrate his new deck. It didn't collpase under our weight so, good job ol' boy.

These cousins enjoy each other

Teaching Yuula how to floor it

Playing rough with Uncle Tyler

Dylan is not impressed with her feather foot

Not storming any castles

Sunset

Some Idiots Just Are

*Sexy Bird

Sexy Bird is the name we gave our car, previously just referred to as the Toyota, but we really prefer Sexy Bird.

Explanation:
We arrived at that name because there was a two or three month period back earlier this year, maybe leaking into late last year, doesn't matter really, where it seemed that birds of all shapes and sizes and breeds were for some reason attacking us in our car. After maybe the 5th or 6th incident we theorized that maybe they're not after us at all but instead going after the car itself. And maybe these attacks, flybys if you will, aren't malicious in nature at all but more crimes of passion and that our car must in some way resemble that of an incredibly sexy bird. So sexy that even turkey hawks cannot resist, because, well, they didn't. That was a scary one.

In the recent months the random bird attacks have slowed down, but we're new in town and our car is no floozy.