They boys are so accustomed to our trips that they know exactly where they want to go and what they want to do when they get there. While the aunts were resting in their hotel room, we took the boys to Mingus Mill. They ran straight to the water trough and started playing. They like to drop debris (leaves) and watch them flow down.

I think someone was getting tired of getting photo bombed:

Finally…


Most of the time, they play well together.



Alex’s turn to photo bomb: