Manly Men

I am surrounded by manly men.

Franklin loves to sit and look out the front door. And, I love it too because the squirrels, dogs, people, whatever that walk by keep him entertained in the afternoon while I work. Friday, I realize he has been awfully quiet for a while, and I find him like this:

So sorry to interrupt you Franklin. Please pull as many pillows off of the couch you need to lay on the floor with.

Totally random, but I asked Andrew before Christmas if he needed gloves for the winter. He said he had some. I later realize, he wears my $1 Target striped-gloves to work every day.