Went to the second game of the Twins home opener series last night. It was a boring game with a spectacular 9th inning - just the way I like it. The boy fell asleep at 7:30, woke up at 9:30, was perfectly pleasant until the last few seconds of the game when the Twinkies totally pulled it out and people were screaming.
Poor kid. I had him in the front pack, I was jumping up and down yelling and I looked down and the kid had burst into tears. We scooted out of there pretty quickly.
Adorable, no? He kept ripping them off his head.

Circle me, Bert!

"Pay attention!
I can catch better than that!"

Early October 2008

Six Months Later
2 comments:
Andrew's mutton chops are killing me.
I love your family, too cute! And the chops are fantastic, props to your hubs!
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