After the boys crazy Friday night, Saturday was much more low key. I woke up early and made a nice big bisquits and gravy and scrambled eggs breakfast for all the drinkers to soak up the rest of the alcohol in their systems. That went over well, everyone ate and then went into a breakfast coma for a while. After everyone was up and alive for a while they decided around lunch time to break out the beers and bags and start at it again.
With the boys having their fun the girls were up on the deck with Baby Ryan... We just couldn't get enough of the little guy. He was awake a little more this day than Friday. He is definately a Grandma's boy!
With the boys having their fun the girls were up on the deck with Baby Ryan... We just couldn't get enough of the little guy. He was awake a little more this day than Friday. He is definately a Grandma's boy!
Everyone stayed on Saturday except for Patrick and Soumya and their dog Abby. It turns out that Abby and Shirley and Riley don't really get along and Abby is not used to being around other dogs and got a little defensive with Riley and took a little bite out of her leg... our poor baby. The dog is from a pound and has lived most of its life in a cage so you can imagine how it socializes... Not well. It's just too unpredictable and aggressive and seems to always be on the defense.
We actually had a great rest of the day hanging out and catching up on old times. Tom and I made hotwings and hotdogs for dinner for everyone and then we watched the neighboors fireworks display from lawnchairs in front of the house. Ryan, along with the rest of us were pooped and everyone went to bed fairly early.
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