Uncle Jaybee's Shrimp Boil

Dear Abigail,

Uncle Jaybee turned another year old! And to celebrate, he had him a shrimp boil (along with some scallops and crab legs and corns and all the other good stuff!). We arrived a few minutes late to the party because you, my love, are taking like super long naps - woo, woo. Anyway, when we got there, low and behold there was a jumpy-house thing-a-ma-bob. And man alive, you loved it, along with all the other kiddos...

After awhile of bouncing around with all the older kids, you decided to just run back and forth, from inside to outside. Thankfully it was a nice day, a little chilly, but nonetheless, a day where the door can stay open! So back and forth, from inside to outside. At one time, you were inside reading Ellie's baby a story...

And then Uncle Jaybee turned the music up and that's when the party started!! You and Ellie were dancin' machines!

Eventually, and we all knew it was coming after running around so much, you fell, and busted your knee open. Now, I don't know what it is with your knees, but we cannot keep boo-boos off them. Apparently, you have your mother's grace... So we got your boo-boo all cleaned up, but then that's when the smeardoness started. See, from the pictures, you were wearing pants, but they have a tendency to ride up your leg a little - they are supposed to do that. I think the old folks call them bloomers or something :) Anyway, so your pant leg kept riding up and you did NOT care for that. And you let us know. "Down - DOOOOOOOOWN" and you would tug and tug, and cry and cry. I'd get it pulled down for you, but then you'd walk one little step and bam, it would ride up again. "Down - DOOOOOOOOOWN". I don't know if you were exhausted, or if you are just, well, smeardoish, but you could not stand your pant leg riding up. After dealing with you and the pant leg for 20 minutes or so, I decided it was time to wrap this party up while it was still good! We told everyone bye, and off we went, to bed that is! Here's Daddy holding you and your pants that won't stay "Down - DOOOOOOOOOOWN".

Love you smeardo!!!! You sure are precious, no matter how goofy you are being!!