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Brazi & Daddy Weekend

Daddy & I got to spend all night Saturday night and all day Sunday just the two of us guys while Mommy was down visiting Caroline & Aunt Heather. Daddy took lots of pictures to send to Mommy because she missed us so much!

I love standing! I practiced lots this weekend standing on whatever I could get my hands on.

You can't see it very well but Daddy and I snuggled in bed and watched TV Sunday morning - we just took this pic to make Mommy jealous and miss us even more!

More Standing! I can stand up in my bed now too - you guys better lower my bed soon or I'm going to make a break for it in the middle of the night when you are asleep...

Daddy & I lookin' snazzy heading to IHOP (More pictures to make sappy Mommy miss us!)

First time eating pancakes - these things are great! Mmmmm!

Going on a walk with Daddy. Laid back enjoying a cold one...this is the life!

Playing with the Gemma - I love my puggy!!

Ok Mommy, Daddy & I are really starting to miss you! Hurry Home!

I think I'll try out these "stairs" things. I watched Drake do it last week, I got this...

Daddy's version of time out! I thought it was hilarious. Daddy's so funny.

We missed Mommy but Daddy & I had so much fun! She can leave us to hang out any time! :o)


Brandy@YDK said…
looks like they had a great weekend

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