I think Brendan aspires to be a farmer. We went to visit our friend, Dolores, the other night. He could care less about the scrumptious food she cooks for us. He has one track mind and can't concentrate on anything but the fact that her fence borders a mini-farm full of goats, cows, a pig, and a menagerie of other critters.
The goats are the only one interested in him.
He would sit there for hours if we let him.
Him and Owen chilled out together on the swing for a few minutes.
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LOVE THE PICTURE WITH THE BOYS ON THE SWING
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