We spent the afternoon at my Grandma Bobby's house to keep her company and hang out with the family. It was a beautiful afternoon, and it was nice to be outdoors. Ryland being a true redneck decided he did not want to put his jeans back on. He just wanted to hang out outside with no britches on.
Ryland loves cans. Beer cans or coke cans, he grabs them all. He has no brand preference at this point.
What a hard life! No pants, a beer can, and sleeping outside. It doesn't get any better for the little redneck Ryland. Grandpa David is so nice to give him a place to nap.
Uncle Clint is holding Grandma Bobby's new dog, Big Jake. A neighbor thought it would help my grandmother through this tough time and be a great companion. Right now it is just a pain in her butt. He is a cute little pup.
