Whenever Lincoln gets tired of Truman pestering him to play, he takes refuge under the couch. Truman can never seem to figure out why he does this, or how exactly to coax him out to play again. Lincoln's just not having it any more. Typical big brother wanting nothing to do with his younger sibling!
This weekend we need to fix the gate in our backyard. SOMEONE *couchTRUMANcough* jumped up on the rotted gate and it just couldn't withstand 160lbs of mastiff. Not sure yet how I'm going to build it, but it can't be that hard right?
Have a great weekend!