Last month we went to the circus with the deRijke clan. We didn't have high expectations that B would make it more than 5 minutes, but he absolutely LOVED it. We left right before the very end of the show, so we missed the elephants, but other than that, it was an absolutely perfect day. my favorite part was seeing seven, count them SEVEN motorcycles in the ball of death. I still don't know how they didn't kill themselves. how do you practice that? how do you even begin to ask the other 6 people to get in that ball with you?
Here is B admiring his cousin rece's $20 snowcone...
rece was nice enough to share...
in a trance (and yes, that is gross)...
the thumb definitely tastes better...
Rece really admired B's souvenir...
and B thought rece's was quite nice too (so they ended up swapping)...
and here are the boys checking out the action in the ring...
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So cute! I love all the posts lately - Brayden is getting so big! I loved your comment on Charlie's page about the helicopter - we're already kind of wishing it would die. I hear "It's music time!" in my sleep these days.
Loved your story of the baby sex surprise - I guess you never really know for sure until they arrive. :)
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