Just go ahead and step over the baby carrier. Don't mind us.
Being the mom, I'm going to get everyone napkins so their hands aren't cold.
Hold the baby for a second so I can drink my beer?
Are these pictures going on the blog?
Of course.
You just spilled on her.
It's fine, its just the foam.
I figured this was one for the baby books. So we took some awful cell phone pictures.
Get those metal things in the background. I know they said the name on the tour, but I wasn't paying attention. |
One with the beer with the logo. |
Unfortunately, this was the only good picture on Dan's phone of the six of us.
...good is relative.
Most of them looked like this.
Tricia and Kylie have it together. I'm not ready. I'm handing my child to Blair. This pretty much sums up the weekend. When Blair and Brett showed up, I answered the door with a completely naked baby. No diaper on either. We can't all have our lives together.
And I am vowing to take more pictures the next time we are all together. I know I say that every time, but this time I am putting it in writing.
Happy Friday, y'all!