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Thursday, October 6, 2011

Tejeda Timberwolves & Pasta Eating Pasta With His Pastas!

On Tuesday, October 4th, Bailey, Weston, Great-Granny and I went to watch cousin Mason's football game. Mason is in 7th grade at Tejeda and is the kicker for his team.

Our Delicious Little Man was all pumped up and ready to cheer on the Tejeda Timberwolves!
He was watching VERY intently and you could just see his little wheels a spinnin'.....he sooooo wanted to get out on that field and show those boys how it's done!




Of course, football games are all about the snacks so we had to indulge in some super sour strawberry straws! DELISH!

Followed up by some mini M&M's...yes, we're health food fanatics - ha!


The whole time Weston was eating his snack, he kept inching closer and closer to the field. Little sneak!

Here he is squawking like he's one of the coaches! Typical boy.

Giving us "the look" - Just daring us to tell him he that can't go further out. Sly fox.

After the game, we headed to Olive Garden. Our sweet Pasta was taking his "Pastas" to eat Pasta!!! If you don't get that line, don't worry. Those of us who are supposed to get it certainly do!

Eating "cwackers" until the chow arrives.



OMG!!! He sees our waiter bringing the goods!

Bailey and I had BIG plans to take full advantage of Olive Garden's Never-Ending Pasta Bowl special. We had grand visions of plate after plate of delicious pasta with dozens of different sauces. Little did we know that we would be STUFFED just a few bites into our very first helping! It sure was delicious though!

My precious professional pasta slurper!


Mommy couldn't help stealing a kiss between bites!



There were a few tense moments while waiting for our bill. Weston had had quite the busy day and was getting tired, antsy and deliriously silly. Here he is tossing the sugar packages off the table.

Oh joy.

Now grabbing ice out of the cups and munching away...while standing in his chair facing the people behind us.....while Bailey, Great-Granny and I said a silent prayer that he wouldn't bean the neighboring diners with ice cubes......sheesh.

But then that stinker boy gives us this brilliant complimentary chocolatey mint dripping smile and all is forgiven and we are once again under his spell..........ahhhh.......I adore that child.

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