Lily kept catching horned toads, and the kids loved them.
You have to click on this picture to see him, but he is there--and only stopped there because his momma didn't think it was wise for him to go further.
No fence-sitting for him.
He prefers fence-flying.
Fixing the motorcycle was the excitement for this afternoon.
Aunt Racqual's redneck pinata for Gabe's birthday
Gary and David made bar-bells and lifted weights
Not afraid to leap across creeks as wide as he is tall (Actually, I can't think of anything he's afraid of.)
This is the previous horned toad's older brother(I think).
They are so fat! It's a mystery to me how they survive in the wild.
And, not to be outdone by little sister...