Fly Hunter

I was getting ready for our big 6 week trip to Utah, and there was a fly in my bathroom. Of course I was getting nervous about traveling with all three little ones on the plane by myself and being without a husband for 4 weeks. That is when my sweet Jaxon just brings some comical relief to the whole situation. As he is waving around Kymbal's high heels on his hands, getting ready to pound them into my wall, I yell," Woow buddy. Don't wack the walls with thos shoes." He quickly came back with, "but mom, I'm "shoeing" the fly!!!" I laughed really hard.