Tasha: I want to get this party started! (What can we say, she enjoys having people over for our tailgate parties)
Tasha: Red light! Stop like a statue... got it! Okay!
Tasha: Oh man, we forgot my.... sunglasses!
DVDV player (and no that is not a typo)
Tasha: This is my buddy, dad. And this is my friend, mommy.
Tasha: Where did we buy this? You paid for it? (Just for the record, I have never shop lifted in my life. I guess she is just keeping me honest)
Tasha: (marching into our bedroom in a very serious tone) Do NOT put this book in my big girl room. Let's keep it in the toy chest.
Me: Will you help mommy clean up your kitchen?
Tasha: Yes, because Kiki made a mess (already blaming it on someone else).
Tasha: I want to do my football picks (apparently you are never too young to do football picks in the Larson household. And for those of you who want to know, she is not in last place... not winning either)
And here are some photos from this past weekend:
Brooks likes our tailgate parties too!
Everybody loves the bounce house
Brooks was upset that CU lost to UCLA (Zac was happy though)
Swimming with Kiki: