boys will be...boys

One of many evenings that Max and Philip get creative and amuse themselves and sometimes us too! This evening they had decided that they would be middle aged hunters (note the pillows) having a disagreement over what to hunt. They would stuff pillows in their shirts and run toward one another bouncing off and laughing hysterically, while trying to stay in the tuff hunter mode. Our poor pillows!

Philip's shirt was slippery so he had the most difficult time keeping his pillow where he wanted it!