Before the reception on the grass, trying to look Southern in his tie and vest.
Playing with the grass. Notice the fan in front of him. The only thing more interesting than the fan was the individual blade of grass he was playing with.
Where did it go?
All gone!
It's Daddy! He's come back from the car with your stroller, Dylan! Now you can take a nap whenever you want...
Fat chance of that, Mamma.
Thanks for the hat, Drew!
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