OH A HUNTING WE WILL GO

let's look way back into 2012 again and see what the davis 4 were up to in december, shall we?

oh, look! they were getting their hard-core woodsman-style on and hunting down their own christmas tree. in the grand forests of snohomish, or as some know it, the tree farm.

and is that a rudolph nose on their van? they are so funky like that.

 

 

and finally, the gory aftermath of the tree-chopping outing. let's have a moment of silence for the little lonely stump and the mud-infested family of boots, shall we?

SUNDAY! SUNDAY! SUNDAY!

  that's right, folks. the davis 4 went to monster jam.

we met up with the delightful swenson gentlemen at the tacoma dome for the noisiest entertainment on earth. honestly, the loudest things i've ever heard. and i have two boys. incidentally, there was a bridal fair going on next door. sweet.

 



while all the trucks were of monstrous proportions there were definitely some fan favorites. grave digger had a particularly large following as did mohawk warrior. other appropriate monster truck names?  'the deafener.' or 'mullet maker.' or perhaps 'captain impractical.' and there's always 'inadequacy compensator.'

and let's not forget robosaurus. fire-breathing, car-eating death machine. we saw him in the flesh, folks. 

 

it. was. awesome.
and now i never need to go again.