Reggie and I went up to visit Beth and the boys tonight while Paul is away on business. Our goal was to wear out Buddy enough that he’d behave for a little while. At the rate they played, I’d say that it was a success. Beth cooked dinner, and as usual, is was infuckingcredible. She made tequila lime chicken, and I just don’t know what to say other that it was infuckingcredible. I took a picture, but it just doesn’t do justice to the chicken. Have I mentioned that it was infuckingcredible?
Here are a few pictures.
Two peas in a pod…
Brutus
Wanting some chicken…
Beth and the boys
