Kyle is good at puzzles. Like REALLY good at puzzles.
He can whip out a brandnew 48 piece puzzle in a couple minutes. Recently he has completed 100, 500, 800, even 1000 piece puzzles. The most intersesting thing is his level of concentration/dedication to a puzzle. Anyone who knows Kyle knows he is a run around, crazy little boy. But when it comes to puzzles, he will stay at the table, until it is done....one, two, or three hours..there he stays.
He also has his own way of doing each puzzle. He doesn't seperate pieces, or do the outside first. He just picks up a random piece out of the pile and goes from there. It makes me wonder what job this little guy will have when he grows up.
Poor Carter was the first victim.
Followed by Kyra. 
Then Karl. I was able to avoid the brunt of the spraying by yelling "I HAVE MY CAMERA, YOU CAN'T SPRAY ME."
My sweet girl. 
Carter bailed early, and headed to the local sandbox, while maintaining a constant look of disgust for the obvious lack of respect for the water hose rules. 
Kyra making mud puddles.
After the pool was drained, Carter sat everyone down, and went over the proper safety protocals. 
Finally after a grueling 10 second meeting, they hugged it out and were best buds, yet again. 
