happy 8th eva

I guess I didn't need to sing so loud and off tune with the camera in my hand, embarassing. However, it was worth the humiliation to show how we put Luke in the baby chair because he had thrown food on the floor (completely on-purpose to be a *#*t). So, I Gerry Buckhoused him and said that if he was going to eat like a baby, then he could sit in the baby chair. (My dad would threaten to make us eat in the garage with the dogs, which I do think I remember doing at least once? That was my next step, but I didn't have to take that next step luckily!)