On Saturday (our day with no dots) we took a break from
The Fresh Beat Band and
Doc McStuffins to watch the Kentucky Derby. Sometimes on the weekends, we feed the kids dinner at our normal time, but Jon and I wait until all the littles are tucked into bed before we get takeout and watch a movie or something along those lines, our version of a homemade date. Anyway, as the kids nibbled on dinner, we were tuned in to the Kentucky Derby coverage on t.v. Just as the University of Louisville choir was finishing up their rendition of "My Old Kentucky Home," and the horses were all lined up and ready to run for the roses, I looked over at Marin, and this is what I saw.
She was completely zonked out, lulled into slumber by the soothing melody that's a standard of the Old South.
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| Pleae excuse the peanut butter smeared all over her face...Marin is our messy eater. :) |
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| And, NO, she was not sipping on a mint julep in her little pink cup before drifting off to sleep. |
She was completely zonked out, lulled into slumber by the soothing melody that's a standard of the Old South.
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