
Yesterday Tyson turned 4 years old. from the very beginning we have called him T-dog or "T" and that is pretty much all anyone calls him now.
He loves anything that has to do with any branch of the military and hopes to one day own a real rocket launcher and his very own tank. Really, he loves anything that is a weapon. I have to laugh at myself because when Blake was little I swore my kids weren't going to play with guns. Yeah right. If there is no toy gun or any other weapon around he uses his finger, a stick, a piece of gum, whatever. Tyson is also very into hunting and is always asking when deer season starts. He wants to shoot every bird he sees and loves when John takes him shooting (BB gun). He loves to camp and play baseball and go to work with John. He is all boy but also loves to hug and kiss us. He knows how to turn on the charm and will talk to anyone who will listen. He thinks he is in charge of everyone and he drives me nuts but we love him! Happy Birthday T-dog!!

