And not too happy about it. Dave says this is because she didn't want the hat on her head. I say it's because she doesn't care who wins the fight. Though she is so much like her dad that it's probably the hat!












It was a fun and educational experience. Also a little depressing in light of the fact that the sports heroes of my generation are so lacking in comparison. Hard work, determination, self-sacrifice, and character are a thing of the past while partying, boozing, and fornicating will get you on a Wheaties box. Hello Michal Phelps and Shaun White! I digress, but hey...got to use the word "fornicate" on my blog. So worth it.









Flashing some gang signs and ready to pop a cap! Yes, I need to get out more. A date night is forthcoming and maybe we'll have photos of something other than Trudy!
It was dark and chilly by the time we left the Pulaski's house and all I had for Trudy to keep warm was a 6 month size sleeper that never quite made it to Mom and Dad's house for storage. It's hard to believe this will fit her soon. At two months she's up to 10 pounds and 21.5 inches. Maybe I should stop feeding her since she'll be 5'7" before I know it!