There was a Teamsters Golf Outing in Plymouth last Sunday.
Papa always cooks on the grill for the golfers.
We went and hung out until it was over.
Calan rode the beer cart the entire morning with 2 twenty-ish old girls.
All the golfers kept saying what a lucky guy he was.
He'd just blow kisses every time he'd pass the club house where we were.
We went to Papa's house afterwards.
Calan even got to ride with Papa in his truck.
Papa then let him ride Pete.
Pete is the million pound bull.
(Ok maybe not a million pounds but he's not something that I would want to ride.)
Calan talks about riding a horse or a train everyday.
Last Wednesday he said his 1st complete sentence.
"I want wide THE twain."
He can pronounce "the" very well.
He's been asking to ride a train or a neigh (horse) everyday for quite a while now.
So this was his big day of riding things from golf carts and pickup trucks to...
bulls to...
donkeys to...
(Case is rolling his eyes at all the riding.)
four wheelers.