That's what it's felt like around me for the past week or so. I feel about three steps behind where I should be, all day, every day.
We're going to visit with some family at the end of this week, and I'm hoping to be able to get away from work completely. Cross your fingers for me!
So until I have time to tell some more stories (and there are plenty lined up awaiting their turn), here are some pictures of Biscuit practicing with his bow in the backyard.
|A little help from Dad with his arm guard.|
|Dad checks Biscuit's stance.|
|I love the faces he makes when he's aiming.|
|Sleepy boy loves up on Dad.|