Par-tay

"careful woman, I could burn my nose hairs"

"Just a quick sip while no one is looking"

It's official, Grammie Lou is 49...again. We enjoyed a day of celebration in her honor with a massage, pedi's, a Mexican fiesta and cocktails. Brady was in a festive spirit and really livened things up. He bounced around techno style on the porch, slammed a few shots, went streak'n and sang a little ditty. He even brought his own pink flask. I documented his attempts to conceal his consumption! Busted! He was thrilled such a glorious occasion could be enjoyed for 1 extra hour. I politely reminded him that the time change occurs WELL past his bedtime and he calmly informed me that the contents of his pink flask were indeed RedBull and to step off! He was making it until 2 a.m. no matter the cost. Fortunately the sugar crash from the cake rocked his little world and he was out by 8:04!

Today Brady is beginning his Olympic career at the Young Athletes Program. I'm not sure what to expect, but I am positive if it involves climbing, jumping, running, crawling or anything remotely physical he will be in hog heaven. I'm pretty sure he is going to try and get "rough housing" to be the next new Olympic sport.