Bubbs' bday present to himself was a 3-wheeler. A 200X, I think. Maybe. It was heavily covered in mud, and the stickers were coming off when I saw it. He however, had yet to spring for a helmet. Thankfully, he has family that loves him and wishes for him to keep his brains within his skull. Yay for Aunt Dottie!
The blue one matches his truck... which actually looked taupe that night after a day of off roading.
Potato spent the evening playing with her new foster cousin. The little dear is 5 months younger than Potato, and very sweet. I swear that Dottie and I did NOT plan to coordinate the girls. It just happened that way.
Of course, Potato's favorite thing about her new cousins (Dottie has 2 right now) are the accessories they come with.... just like her baby dolls.
After dinner, and cake, the adults sat around chatting about various things.
While the adults just sat and lounged, Potato was busy 'helping' her Aunt Dani clean up. Helping was Aunt Dani's word, not mine. I was busy telling Potato to stop trying to hide in the cabinets.
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