I know, I know another picture of some block arrangement that Morgan made...but the story on this one isn't about the blocks so much as it is about him. If you look closely, you can see that Morgan is standing to the right of the white shelves. I was going to take a picture for Mom, to show her all of Morgan's hard work while she was out, but Morgan insisted that there be a pic of just the blocks first, then he would accompany it.
This was very serious.
We had no shortage of Guinness swag from the bar. Morgan got one item for every pint he drank, if you're counting along, that's 4 pints. He's no slouch.
Rockin' the tats!
Flex it baby!
Fun with Dad...
...and fun with Mom!
Play hard, crash hard.
At the point the above picture was taken, we were only hours away from a stomach bug that would tear through all of us over the course of the next 4 days, beginning with Morgan vomitting at 3am. I must have misplaced those pictures...
A leprachun!
Lastly, Morgan wearing my medal (everyone gets one) from the St. Pats 5k that I ran. I also wore that hat during the race, which undoubtly enhanced my time rather than damaged it.
Fun with Dad...
...and fun with Mom!
Play hard, crash hard.
At the point the above picture was taken, we were only hours away from a stomach bug that would tear through all of us over the course of the next 4 days, beginning with Morgan vomitting at 3am. I must have misplaced those pictures...A leprachun!
Lastly, Morgan wearing my medal (everyone gets one) from the St. Pats 5k that I ran. I also wore that hat during the race, which undoubtly enhanced my time rather than damaged it.
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