The weekend after we got home, we went to the BYU homecoming game with my parents. We were only there for the first half of the game, so we missed the exciting part. But Davis thought it was pretty cool to go to a football game with Grandma and Grandpa, and especially enjoyed looking through the binoculars.
On our way back to the car, Chris ran ahead of us to go get the car, and we walked. Davis was pretty sure that we were lost, and even though I assured him that we were okay, he was not convinced. Finally, Daddy showed up, and he completely lost it. :(
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