Here are a couple more photos from Boydee's birthday party...
Boyd is having troubles going to sleep in his crib lately. I almost admire his ability to cry and bitch about being in his crib with the lights out. He starts crying, "Momma -- hold you!" and Adrianne may or may not respond. Then it's "My baneenee!" He's thrown his pacifier, and wants it back. Then it's, "Mom, I need water!" or "I pooped in my diaper!"
Tonight he added, "I have a moco!" which means, "I have a booger!"
I want to ask him, if you can stress about pooping in your diaper when it's the middle of the night, why can't you NOT poop in your diaper in general? I don't know, maybe I overthink things.
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Have you seen this yet? Uncle Drew chapter 3. Not the best one... the over-dub of Maya Moore's audio is a little jarring. But still fun!
My favorite thing about these videos is seeing mere mortals trying to guard superhuman basketball players. "Lights" is Nate Robinson, I think he lists at something like 5'9"... and look at how the guy jumps! And Kyrie Irving... those spin moves blow my mind. So quick with the ball.
Isn't that Kevin Love they show at the end? But they already picked him up in part 2...???
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I went to pick up Evey from school today, and at 3:15 p.m., broad daylight, a white-tailed deer ran right past my truck. Kind of cool.
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"Don't reach, young blood!"
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