And she was so enthralled...she sat on our laps for the entire 2 hours...staring at the performers. During intermission, our precious little one mingled with the crowds. I am very proud to report that she did not ask her Dada for a single over-priced piece of garbage. Good job G!
Authored by j.w.cohen at 4/12/2006 09:33:00 PM
So as a little joke for the Reverend Grep, the dads of Wee Z, Tiny D, and Cool Hand Luke I went with the mustachio look. Gabby really dug it. Unfortunately, when I returned with a completely clean shave, our G refused to recognize me. She wouldn't take a bottle from her Dada, or give me a hug. I covered my face and played with her, hoping she'd recognize the voice and the spirit. She did. Then the face returned and she was confused. IT got better after a few days...but it was rough.
Authored by j.w.cohen at 4/12/2006 09:31:00 PM