We went to a local bar in Phillie to catch the game.
After Audrey flirted with this guy at the next table, she got to choose the raffle tickets and got a free tshirt. We left the next day to return to New York...
By Monday, 4 out of the 5 of us have been sick with a range of symptoms that can't be all related...
We celebrated her 3rd birthday a couple days early.
She tried to turn everyone and everything into different things with her wand. She made Pushkin nice. A girl and her loot. ↓
Silly string... Doug was having too much fun. Then we went bowling... Somehow we all ended up with a bowling handicap...
Here's Audrey's birthday dance. If a crazy three year old doing a happy dance, hyped up on sugar and bowling doesn't make you at least smile, you might be dead.
Then we had turkey, sage and sausage stuffing, brussel sprouts with alfredo and provolone, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce from a can (Doug wanted it), and Pep made rice. Deceptive, but that is not a booger hanging out of Beka's nose. For desert we had apple pie and the next day cracked carmel pumpkin pie. Yes, that is a pair of socks as a hot plate.
The beer place near Becky and Pep has not one, not two or even three, but four varieties of Leinenkeugels. Including Beka's favorite, Honey Weiss. In fact, we got it for free from a couple of guys who needed us to save a wedding for them. (I can't make this up -- Becky's blog can vouch for it.) We didn't get any of the 4th -- the Sunset Wheat that we can get in NY too.