Until Mommy cornered Christina for a smile.
And caught me in an action shot trying to get all the flags I could as we raced up the top of the field.
That is until I slipped and slid down and had to start over. Oh, well!
Group picture time.
Air hockey? I'm a natural.
Really.
Someone wants to be a natural.
Happy birthday, James. I'm hoping if Mommy sees me in the birthday chair that she will take the hint that I want to have my party here. It's the best place!
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