We got home tonight and Uncle Curt was over to visit. It was such nice weather outside (75 degrees) that we grilled some steaks and sat out by the pool and had dinner. He held you on his lap the whole time and even let you wear his BYU hat. You were loving the attention.
Then we decided to fire up the hot tub and you were all for that. You loved being back in the pool and in your green frog floaty. That's not butter that Grammy is feeding you...
...it's ramen noodles. I hope you feel honored and privileged, b/c Grandpa doesn't let ANYONE eat or drink in the hot tub, but he made an exception in your case. I think you've tripped the life fantastic...how many other 10 1/2 month old babies can say they got to go hot tubbing in the middle of December and have dinner hand fed to them. I've got to stop Grammy and Grandpa from spoiling you or else we're going to be in some SERIOUS trouble when you get older.
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