Tyler and his buddy Jake reviewing their flys for the annual Oregon fly-fishing, river-rafting, camping, man trip. I think Jake has stopped by three times this week, which is about what we see him per year, if you don't count the Oregon trip. Jake and Tyler are tenting together. They are in cahoots with each other BIG TIME! The other guys should be nervous. Very nervous.
When Tyler told me about buying an adult size, full blown gorilla costume, I told him to wear it home and see what the kids said. Brock was so torn as he was ready to freak out, but Brevin was on to us from the get go and kept saying, "Dad? Dad? What are you doing? Dad? Why are you dressed up like that?" so Brevin was a voice of reason in such a confusing situation. Caylee came out when she heard Brevin calling Dad and kind of laughed. Mackenzie, on the other hand, was walking out of the bathroom when Tyler "roared" at her and she screamed/jumped 4 feet in the air/hollared at us/and slammed the bathroom door. It was hilarious. (Who's 12 now? Ugh, that would be me.)
The piece de resistance, however, in Tyler's fishing trip planning was a little dress up outfit. I can't make sense of WHY he and Jake wanted to do this. I am not sure why it's so funny; other than it's pretty disturbing, but mostly because they are also tenting together. I knew they were serious when, while on a double date with Robin and Jake a few weeks ago, we shopped for itty bitty compression shirts for the boys. Those tight work-out shirts. And I am serious, they are like young men, not young men leaders when it comes to some of this stuff. Monday night before they left, Jake finished the ensemble by dropping off "drag shorts" (for swimming) off to Tyler. Yeah, Jake's outfit matches. When Tyler modeled his outfit Monday before bedtime I couldn't resist taking this picture. Again, only after I promised to post it once they were on the water, did he pose for me.