Like Father Like Son

We had a nice visit with Kyle's parents this past Sunday.  With only a little over a 2-hour drive, they are able to make it over pretty easily to spend an afternoon here and there.

As always, they arrived with some gifts for little (spoiled rotten) Paisley.  She proceeded to rip the head off of her new chicken in, oh, about 2.6 minutes.  But, boy, were they an exciting 2.6 minutes.  We were tempted to send the toy back to the manufacturer and let them know it was defective.

I've determined that Paisley likes her men ... Kyle is her favorite in the household, she was obsessed with my Dad when he visited, you already heard in the last blog that she's dating our friend Brent, and this weekend she proceeded to jump right into Mark's lap without a second thought.  I guess I taught her well.

Before they headed back to Wisconsin, we got the boys posing by their new babies.  Only a few weeks before Kyle got his new black Chevy Silverado truck his dad got a new black Chevy Silverado truck from the same dealer ... Uncle Steve, who works at a dealership in Wisconsin and has been outfitting the family with vehicles for years.  How cute are they?!  Thanks for hooking up the Petersen boys to ride in style, Uncle Steve.  Hopefully, they helped you hit your quota this month!

The verdict is still out, but I gotta tell you, those heated seats sure are cozy.  ;)

Thanks, Mark and Kathy, for all the help around the house this past weekend, the toys for Paisley, and of course, the Special K bars ... half chocolate frosted for me and half plain for Kyle.  I guess Paisley gets the "spoiled rotten" part from us too.