Oh the days where we marched to campus eager to sip our first cocktail, maybe go to the football game, and spend the night out on the town in our sweat-drenched, dressy gameday outfits and matted hair…oh, the days.  And unaware, we have traded up.  Traded up for mini sportswear, tailgates in the front yard, rounding preggo bellies to rub, and more babies than kegs to go around.  Today we surrounded ourselves with good friends and new ones, decent food, excellent football with a ‘W’ for the books, and plenty of cute mini-people to go around.  Can it really get better from here?

Oh yeah…and what Saturday morning is complete without a shot-glass tea party with Daddy?