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Weekend Update 9/14

I'm trying something new with blogging about the weekends because, to be honest, I couldn't come up with a better title, and we usually shove a ton of stuff in that short amount of time. 

Sammy took Aaron to the park with him to play basketball so that I could have some time to myself to get some writing done. That was super lovely. When they got back, Aaron was scared of the ball though.
We went to Sammy's mom's company picnic. Aaron was very clingy to me when we first got there and wouldn't even let his grandparents hold him. Did that melt my heart a little bit? Yeah:) But he eventually warmed up and was okay with walking around. 
Sammy got to try hitting in a softball cage for the first time. He hit three balls total, and for having never played before, I think he did great!
In his new car seat, Aaron gets quiet a lot because he's often looking out at the world so it's hard to tell if he's asleep or not. I took a picture and he was so dang cute.
We went to Sammy's parents and Aaron had a ball playing with their bedroom door, crawling around the house, following grandpa to the bathroom, sitting with grandpa, and eating a whole slice of pizza. 

Daddy and Aaron got some snuggles in with his lovely crop top. 
Sammy's brother proposed in Vegas that day! We knew it was going to happen at lunch, but it was a late lunch and we were waiting by our phones the whole time for an update. 
On Sunday the Bears played the Broncos, and it was a very emotional game. Sammy was looking forward to putting Aaron in his onesie all week and watching the game with him. He liked sitting with Sammy.
But he wasn't sure about the onesie. 
He really, really wasn't sure about it. 

After another slice of pizza and two poopy diapers, he was a much happier baby. 

The Broncos got one point ahead of the Bears with 30 seconds left in the game and Sammy ripped his shirt off and started yelling about how he was never going to raise Aaron as a Bears fan and this always happens, etc. etc. But then somehow the Bears ended up winning in that last thirty seconds. It was a weird day. 

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