The father and son nap, no better way to start the Leafs turnaround and set them up on the winning path once again. I love the chair in the babies room. I wish I had a few. It's real kushy. Thanks mom and dad.
Once done our nap, Silas and I got all gussied up in our leafs junk and pondered where it all went wrong. Silas had the idea to gather up a posse from the "east side", consisting of me, Silas and Matt. Turns out it worked as the Leafs pulled somewhat of a victory our of their collective rearends, complete with an extrememly foul mouthed tongue lashing from coach Paul Maurice in the second period. It was bad enough that the Sports shows showed the lecture and blurred out his mouth for most of it.
Long story short, the leafs won because their newest fan stepped up his game. Booyah.
Wednesday, December 13
Friday, December 8
I'm getting old...
Now I'm a dad and apparently, sleep deprevation gives me flu like symptoms. who knew. We made it through the night though. sleep... how I'll miss your warm embrace.
maybe this will fix my blog.
maybe this will fix my blog.
Carrying on the Family Name...
Wednesday, December 6
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