A few weeks ago I was at Meijer with Levi. He thought it was hilarious to throw his hands up in the air while he was riding in the cart. So did all the older shoppers. They always get a kick out of the beastman. Fortunately, we made it through our grocery shopping without raising too many eyebrows and headed off to check-out. The kind lady manning the register said Levi must have been watching plenty of football with his daddy. Of course, that was the middle of August so we hadn't seen a lick of football! In all our infinite planning we decided to get Levi warmed up for Colt's opening day. He knows what to do when the home team scores...Touchdown!
Athletic feats aside, Levi has been up to no good. It would be a crying shame if he actually ate his food rather than feed it to the dog. At least one of them isn't going hungry.
Moab loves this kid!
We let him pick out whatever he wants for dinner. Tonight he picked basil. I'm sure that tasted great!
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