So, it seems that every Saturday this fall I will either wear burnt orange or purple or both. On this particular day, Mommy and Daddy had to go to a birth class (seems like they already passed that test) and so I got to hang out with David. Daddy dressed me and Mommy’s team wasn’t playing. So orange it was (yes, Gwen, I was VERY happy to be wearing burnt orange). Here are a couple of pics. Also, Daddy threw in a couple of extras while we were moving my room.
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So, we’re moving me out of the nursery (my home for 2 years, 5 months and a week roughly, but who’s counting) and into my new room, so the baby ____ can be in my room. Mommy put this mat on the floor and it brought back old memories.
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Oh, and look, Daddy has a camera! Well, you did tell me not to grow up too fast? What? You want me potty trained already?
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Yes, we are dressed alike, but it was because of me! I told Daddy I was wearing “Hook ‘Em” and I wanted him to wear “Hook ‘Em” too! I even picked out his shirt.
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Here I am with David at Hooters. I’m concentrating on the game. Ok…..I’m really watching the girls, AND THE GAME!
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Here we are back at the house with my balloon David got me. (I told you we should have left it and not had any evidence). Oh, and the wings were good, too.
Now in fairness to David, we didn’t just go to Hooters. We also went to the aquarium, and to get there I GOT TO RIDE THE TRAIN! Oh, one more thing, I suggested Hooters to David, so I could watch football.