More basketball, baby...

So first I need to tell ya that Pumpkin and I were accosted in the Kroger today by a Bulldog.

A Georgia bulldog.

He must have seen us getting out of our Auburn car. Or we give off some sort of National Championship glow. Either is totally possible.

"Surely you aren't planning on sending that beautiful baby to Auburn are you?"

"If she wants us to pay for it, then yes. Auburn it is."

"Come on! Don't you think she would look far better in the classic red and black?"

"She'd be adorable in any color but really it's less about a color scheme and more about my desire for her to never have to bark like a dog."

"Well, at least she'll be in SEC and that's a good thing."

"True, that's the way God intended it to be."

So. There's that.

Alright, Monday night was another Thunder watch party. Aunt Linda sent us another care package for Pumpkin. I swear I just melted when I put her in this onesie! Had she allowed me to put an orange bow on her, I might now have survived the cuteness.

Our little wallflower was all over the place. She kept our newly wedded guests entertained. There was popcorn to eat. Laps to climb into. And silver beads to play with. I really don't know where she gets her social butterfly-ness.

Cause it ain't from me.

We've got another game tonight but we'll be snuggled up at home as a family of three. No watch party. We thought about it but we're out of new cute basketball outfits.

Can't have a party without some new duds!