Where the Wild Things Are

Not a whole lot going on since my last post, but since I've got some time I thought I'd go ahead and post some pictures from this week. Last Sunday Drew was dedicated at church. All the pictures look pretty much the same, so I'll only post one. He was a perfect gentleman, but his brother had a meltdown moments before we went up. He saw Nana and Pop in the choir and became quite distressed that they would leave the stage without coming down to see him. He had to be rushed out to the hallway to see them and wasn't composed enough to come up on stage with us. He's become more and more attached to his Grandparents since we've moved over here.
Of course, Drew continues to ooze cuteness...

He's gotten to where he can pretty much roll over at will...


He's starting to scoot too, and should be crawling around within the next few weeks. His mother pointed out an interesting fact today. Drew is wearing an old pair of Nate's pj's that Nate was photographed standing in. They may have shrunk a little, but Drew is about as big as Nathan was when he started standing up. Wow.

We had an interesting visitor this Saturday. I was watching cartoons with Nate and just happened to look out the back window. There was this giant raccoon nosing around our little shed behind the house. I wasn't able to run outside guns-a-blazing as Drew and his mother were still sleeping, but I managed to capture things on camera. The little critter circled the shed a few times.
He thought about crawling underneath the floor.

But then decided to climb the front door.

He got his paws over the top edge of the door and managed to shimmy across to the middle.

...and squish himself up and over the top.

I was rather impressed by the little guy's acrobatics. There's nothing in that shed, so I don't really care what kind of critters snoop around in there. Not 30 minutes after all this, I looked out again and saw this little fellow...

It's hard to see, but it's a pretty good sized red fox.

When I spotted him he was standing right in front of the shed, but by the time I got the camera out he had trotted over into the neighbor's horse pasture. I shouldn't be surprised to see wildlife out here, I'm just still getting used to it again after having lived in suburbia for the last 8 years. I can't wait until spring when we can finally get out and start enjoying our little piece of the rock some more.