Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-dog open sleigh!

Everett is the only biological grandchild on both sides, you see. This makes him, what would we call it? Um, yeah, spoiled rotten. His Grandpa Tilford (Wade's Dad) decided this Christmas that Ev needed his own sleigh. He actually ordered a sleigh but something happened with backorders, etc. Anyway, what pure-bred Southern boy doesn't have a sleigh, he asked? Well, he went about rigging up one for our boy to match what he had always wanted as a boy. From the sounds of things, I can only imagine this will get more elaborate as Shoog gets older. This was what he had this year. Mr. Tilford had "trained his reindeer", Bailey, to ride Ev around in his jog stroller with a harness. None of us were brave enough to actually let Bailey take off on her own as there are alot of black bears in this neck of Louisiana and we'd like to keep Shoog a while longer. Without further ado, I give you: Everett and Grandpa Tilford's one-dog open sleigh, featuring the most patient dog alive, Bailey...




Ev was quite a fan!