Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Hooty Birthday To You

Following in his brother's footsteps, we took Hot Rod to Hooter's for his birthday.

The girls gave him some to go boxes and a paper water cup and told him he was Hooty the owl. So, while they sang, he ran around the restaurant flapping his wings.

Later, he got to mack on the chicks.

He looks pretty happy. He kept asking me all week what I was getting him for his birthday. He finally got it: a Hooters football. The waitresses signed it for him, too.


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