One mans trash...

Yesterday we had to take a trip to the dump to haul off all the junk from our backyard. The boys saw daddy pulling away and made me stop him because they wanted to go to the dump too, to see how it works. I knew that the would love it and they did. They looked out the windows, taking it in. The giggled when daddy had to put on a green vest and hard hat. The watched as a big machine, which I'm not sure of the proper name, pushed all the trash off into a giant hole. On the way home Aidan found a peanut in the truck. I about freaked out, looked back there and daddy failed to notice a whole bag of opened peanuts in the back under Brady's seat. UGH! Aidan was so scared, he watched his brother like a hawk, wouldn't let him touch his face and at one point screamed, "Brady, DON"T!" His face was pure terror, he told us if Brady blew up I'd have nobody to play with. It was sweet to see him be such a protective big brother. We obviously stripped down and showered ASAP and everything was alright, just a close call.