at oktoberfest sitting way up high on his daddy's shoulders with his little hands clamped over his little ears and his little eyebrows furrowed in distress from all the (wonderful, glorious, lively) noise. but since he was way high up there, his daddy didn't notice. i felt so bad for him.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
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