Precious Snowflake #2 is kinda funny
Lizzy has a personality that is filled with contradictions. She won’t sit on chairs in restaurants ’cause they are “dirty”.
….But she will ride a pony for 30 minutes no problem:
Women.
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Precious Snowflake #2
This is my precious snowflake #2. As I said before, she is “#2″ by virtue of the fact that she came along second. She is 5 and thinks she is 18. She is more like her mom than me- which is a really, really good thing.
She is smarter than I am, which scares the crap out of me. For real.
Her name is Elizabeth. I call her “Liz” or “Lizzy”, mainly because its fun to say. She will probably hate me for it.
She loves her some cake. Who doesn’t though really?
This is her BFF Lillie. It amuses me how little boys and little girls are SO different. These two can go upstairs and play for 3 hours and you won’t hear a peep. You put their brothers together and something is either going to get blown up or die. Figuratively of course.
Here they are strategizing over soccer. Or contemplating how hot they are and discussing when it will be over. Either way they are collaborating about something.
She loves her brother. She probably wouldn’t admit it, but they are pretty tight.
He loves her too. For real. Thats enough intro, mainly because my iPad battery is about to die.
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Location:Trenholm Rd,Columbia,United States
Let’s give this another shot
This is snowflake #1. His name is John. I call him “Billy”, mainly because he looks like a “Billy” to me. He said told me one time that he was fine with the nickname, but if I really wanted to I could call him “stopsign”. I don’t know why, but we settled on Billy.
He is ‘#1′ by virtue of the fact that he was born first. Not because I love him more or anything stupid like that. He does rule though, because he is just like me. Well, an 8 year old version of me if I was 8 right now and my name was ‘John’. Or something.
I hope he’s just a little not like me, for obvious reasons. Note the sweet catcher form. He didn’t learn that from me.
Dude can throw too, when he wants to. When he doesn’t want to, he throws like a feeble old woman. He didn’t learn that from me either.
His team has won 13 or 14 games and is playing ridiculously good baseball with a ton of 6 year olds who are playing up from Tee Ball. These kids all play baseball like they have been at it for 10 years, which is kinda not possible. They also all love it and act like they actually want to play.
They are some cool kids and their parents are all nice and supportive and not overbearing and stuff. It’s refreshing.
Next I’m gonna tell you all about snowflake #2. She also rules, but for different reasons.
Photos from the Steelers beat down of the Titans
Jennifer, both Johns and I traipsed up to Pittsburgh for the weekend to see the Steelers apply a beating to the Tennessee Oilers.
The guy made us leave after this picture. I’m not sure why. Maybe because we were the only ones left in this section?
This picture looks Photoshopped.
These are some really nice people who let us tailgate with them. It helped that they were expecting us!
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.
Digital cameras are awesome.
John’s St. Baldrick’s trim!
John raised over $1500 for St. Baldrick’s just for shaving his head. When we asked him if he was willing to do it, he didn’t bat an eye! He did a lemonade stand fundraiser as well that made over $200 as well. This kid is a go getter.
