EIGHT years old - how is that even possible? I already feel so much more mature (ha!). And as usual, I got to choose where we had dinner...and I chose Golden Corral, much to my parents' dismay. But I got pizza, mac & cheese, a potato AND a bowl of chocolate covered marshmallows so why wouldn't I love this place?
Opening my present from Coop:
Chowing down:
Oh messy marshmallows, how I love you:
Once again, Mama thinks we'll take a normal "brother" picture - why does she continue to try? This is what we gave her:
And this one...me and my crazed little brother...I'd like to say that he's not normally like this, but that would be a lie :)
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