The Ugly Tree Tour

When Jess got home tonight we had dinner without Paige, who wouldn't come in from making castles in the dirt. Actually she did come in, excited for dinner, but said "I no want dis" about the zucchini. I took it out, and she said "I no want a tomato" so I took that out too. Eventually she realized she didn't want ANY of the ingredients. Haha. Then I took pictures of Cason, because he was so cute eating like a big boy. Those are bruises ALL over his forehead. This kid is crazy and goes around collecting bruises and scratches all day every day. He's so tough though, and usually doesn't cry, so sometimes I have no idea when they even happened, and I'm with him basically every second of the day.
Then I took lots of pictures like this one from like a foot away, of Jess eating, because he didn't even realize I was taking them of HIM and not Cason anymore, and it was fun.
Paige asked to go for a bike ride, which I'm always up for, so we did.
But first Paige had to pump up the tires for Jess.
Within 30 seconds of riding out of our driveway, she started asking to walk. We told her she had to ride in the seat, so she screamed the rest of the ride. We stopped once so Jess could have a chat with her. She didn't listen though, she was too busy screaming at me to "no take piskers".
I love our neighborhood. Partly for the trees.
But there are a few exceptions. They make us laugh every time we go for a walk or ride. And now I'll take you on a tour of some of the uglier trees in the neighb:

Exhibit A: The leaning pine. I'm prejudice against pine trees in yards anyway, but this one is quite oddly shaped. More than you can tell from this picture.
At least it's healthy though. Unlike the next specimen:
And also it's twin, which I didn't bother with a picture of, but just imagine the same thing, but with even more bare branches poking out of the top half.

And our third example:
Actually, our trees are well on their way to looking like this last one. Advice?

Anyway, there are others, but let's save those for another day, shall we?