We started with Race for the Cure.
That's right, Josie and I got up at 5 am, bundled up warm, and headed downtown for the 3 mile walk.

She did so good. Rode in her stroller the entire time, with close to no complaining. We walked with my childhood friend's company called Buck Girl.
As you see, they made t-shirts for everyone, mine being a tad inappropriate.... I didn't make it.

And Josie had her own that said "Tator Hog" her nick name by her dad.

I want to say it was 40 degrees that morning.
But she did wonderful!

I mean, can you beat that???

But we all had a great time.
I mean, can you beat that???
He'll be 3 months old on the 14th of this month.
Josie NEVER smiled!
Still, its hard to get her to smile on command.

But we all had a great time.
HATES to shop. Thank God for Ganny!
That's all I have to say about the entire trip.
Priceless!
Josie was not so much of a fan of the sand being on her hands.
Its like glitter, syrup, super glue, and jelly....
How does it end up EVERYWHERE???
Josie is still a Nonna's Girl!
Ganny's Boy.
Did I mention Thank God for Ganny??!!
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