the battle in the front yard. . .

things get. . .feisty around our front yard most afternoons.  there are games of Cops and Robbers, Monkey in the Middle, and some sort of football/tackling/wrestling game which may or may not involve a ball.  And there are scooter/bike races, and occasionally baseball played with a pinecone instead of a ball.

Yesterday during the tackling portion of the day (of which Tanner, as you see, has NO fear of diving into) I caught some pictures before the whole thing ended in the inevitable injury and fight over who-caused-what.   And when I made them try to all look at me and smile, it took some effort, but i was able to get a few NICE shots of the boys.  One of them lives next door to us, and the other is down the street (although i think he has status as an honorary-second-child next door.  he's pretty much always there!)