brooks and i went to lubbock last weekend...it was his first airplane ride and he did AWESOME...
this is his "i'm really, really tired" face...
and here he is proving how tired he is...
so we thought a little citrus at jazz would wake him up...
and wouldn't you know...he LOVED it...
"hey, mom," he says...
..."i love you times a million."...
he got to tailgate for the first time...
with the whole beasley fam...
and he watched tech beat O who??? oh, OU...
and he loved everything except this tooth he felt coming...
"hey, mom," he said...
"is it true there's a jolly old guy i can ask ANYTHING???"...
what??? he's here and i have to sit on his lap? but i'll get what i ask for?...
well then hello, santa, my name is brooks, brooks beasley...
am i dreaming??? am i really, really tired and dreaming???...
well AM I???...
if i'm not, can you make my toof feel better?...
wha chu talkin' 'bout, santa? i don't want gifts, i want my pain to go away...
hahahah just kidding...i'll get over it...
ummmmm, that's not what i meant, mom...
i'm just glad i got to meet the jolly, old fella in real life...
and spend time with the beasleys...
but i won't lie...they WORE ME OUT!!! :)