We got a really late start .. then we went to my Grammy Bea's and visited for a bit, then Marty remembered he had to swing by work, then I remembered I had to swing by work and by then it was just like "let's go do groceries instead". So, we brought our little Turtle grocery shopping where we were one of like 5 shoppers and he got candy from the cart man and the check-out girls. It was cool though - a little turtle doesn't need THAT much candy. Mostly, he just got a kick out of the fact that people kept dropping candy bars into his doggy basket that Grandaddy Jack and Angie sent him last Easter. He likes puppies. Especially ones that can hold chocolate. ANYWAY - after the chocolate he was like a little drunk, falling down and being plain silly! He didn't get to bed until about 2 am. By then, he was laughing insanely at everything (and I mean EVERYTHING. We would tell him "NO, don't hit the fish tank with that magic wand!" and he would burst into peals of laughter.) We didn't snap as many pictures as I would have liked (there were none from the beginning of the night), but here we go....
This is us getting back around 9:00 at night. He screamed and hollared to let all the neighbors know we were home. He looks like a deer in the headlights due to the massive sugar high:
We are trying to entice him to come home...he is just thinking we are so funny as he sits outside of Beckie's door hollaring:
Wait..where's he going?
He's decided he wants to head out for more action:
Daddy has to go get him to come on home:
Too sugared up to even walk:
Escape attempt #433:
Close up of the chocolate face:
COME ON Little Turtle..It's Late!
So silly and wound up
Later that night..coming down from the sugar high:
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