Harrison's fabulous Godmother Marci, and his (honoree) Godfather Darrell, took Harrison to the Monster Truck Jam last night. Then, he even got to spend the night while Joe and I went to the Methodist Home gala. They all had a blast and Harrison talked all day about the Grave Digger and cried when I had to put his new monster truck t-shirt in the wash. Good times-if he ends up being a redneck I will surely blame it on this outing. Thanks again Marci and Darrell-we love you!
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