This is my little Cash. He is one of those 'all boy' boys! He is just a happy little go lucky kind of guy and his little mind is whirling all the time. Cash and big brother Jaxon spent the weekend with me. Well Cash did, Jaxon spent most of his time with his good buddy Preston.

One of the things Cash likes to do, that is besides writing on my furniture, walls and cupboards with a pen or pencil is to wear my glasses and talk on the phone. The glasses are just light readers and we only let him put them on for a second or too but he just thinks he is terribly clever.

Cash also loves, loves, loves his papa, most of the time. He wasn't to thrilled with gramps when, after throwing a whole dish full of cat food at his brother, had to pick it all up. But generally gramps is the one who gets to snuggle with him when he is tired and rock him to sleep. Papa was whistling and Cash worked really hard trying to copy him. I think he thought he was making the noise once he figure out how to pucker and blow. Gramps never told him different.

Come Back Soon Cash!!1