My Saturday nights are usually pretty tame, but sometimes the simple things are the best. While the Princess was out and about, I had a blast with Red Chief last Saturday night as we toasted marshmallows over the fire outside under a full moon. In the cold evening air Red Chief would occasionally leave his chair and blanket to peek at a rising, brilliant moon. "Ooooo" he would always say as he got up every couple of minutes to stare at the night's brilliance all around. The cold air and the late hour eventually snuffed out the energy of the little guy, and a soft couch, warm blanket and pleasant dreams took over.
My Saturday nights are usually pretty tame, but sometimes the simple things are the best. While the Princess was out and about, I had a blast with Red Chief last Saturday night as we toasted marshmallows over the fire outside under a full moon. In the cold evening air Red Chief would occasionally leave his chair and blanket to peek at a rising, brilliant moon. "Ooooo" he would always say as he got up every couple of minutes to stare at the night's brilliance all around. The cold air and the late hour eventually snuffed out the energy of the little guy, and a soft couch, warm blanket and pleasant dreams took over.
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Hmm...I don't recognize the quiet, peaceful, SLEEPING child in the second picture. Who is he and what did he do with my son?
That's Red Chief . . . visions of buffaloes dancing in his head.
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