Beloved Drake

Patrick's friend from his AF single's ward days, Landry',-'s parents live in Centerfield (the town we now occupy). Jim and Wendy. They are whom Patrick lived with while I was back in Provo frantically trying to pack.

Jim and Wendy have another son, Drake, age 14. (okay, they actually have 4 sons and a daughter, but Drake is the focus of this post. The other 4 kids are out of the house).

You with me?

(Don't worry- I wont try and complete a 4-generation genealogy chart on you..)

Anyways.

The Point is...

Christian LOVES Drake. Love, Love, LOVES.

Channing's pretty fond of him, too.

Drake. is. Awesome.

Drake plays football and is totally not above tackling, punting, fumbling, hiking, rebounding, and all other football/random sporting plays with Christian.

We go over to Jim and Wendy's to watch BYU football. Drake, who obviously loves football and is all about the cougars, runs around the house playing with Christian.

Christian has inherited my childhood repulsion to cooked peas. Or at least yesterday he did.

He was literally gagging on his last spoonfuls of peas- but kept trying to wash them down so that he could go to Drake's House. ( As he would gag a little, he would look up at me and ask- "mommy- what's happening??" and up came the peas. At this point I decided he had tried hard enough and was done with his peas for the night.)

These pictures don't depict the Love in it's fullness, but the boys (at least Christian) were constantly with Drake. When Drake sat on the banana chair, christian immediately went over and snuggled next to him.



Seriously. This kid is awesome. He doesn't have younger siblings, no nephews/nieces, no real reason to be so amazing with toddlers. But he is.

Heres some blog-snaps to Drake. *snap* *snap*