Emi and Grandpa hung out this morning.
We raced at The Grid tonight and the battle was real.
Oh! 766 overtook Nick in the second race!
My stomach and head aren't ready for speed and crashing so I opted for the
safer sport of watching Emi. She was hilarious wearing the headsock for a while and
wandering around the venue waving at people and eating her gingerbread man--
a big favorite for her this Christmas. She knows where we keep them and often walks into the butler's pantry and points up to the counter hoping we'll give in.
She doesn't get to eat too much though because after only a few bites
Kershaw will take the rest right out of her hand.
After dinner at Tandoor, Dan and I had a wedding to attend
but we got home in time to Crossword Puzzle while the boys tried to beat the Zombies again.
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