Saturday, I braved the rain and headed north to take in the Olympic host city.
As I unloaded the car, Brian ran up behind me. For a minute, I was really scared because I thought he was a homeless man. He says he "forgot" his beard trimmers at home this month.
He, and our friend Blake, had a day off on their last day of working the Olympics and joined us downtown.
Magnolia was thrilled to see her Papa again and spent much of the afternoon snuggling and kissing him.
To which he reciprocated and said our visit was the highlight of his month.
1 comment:
Hmm...that "Beard Papa's" place certainly chose an interesting name. Cream puffs? For real?
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