With Papa going to the A-Day game (Alabama's practice game). I am sure John has been to most of these and Alex is two and has been the last two years also. I see him following in his Daddy's footsteps:). Sometimes he'll look up and say, "Roll Tide, Momma!" just out of nowhere.
Eating his 2nd hot dog that Uncle Russell bought him. He always eats two and will ask for a third. Unbelievable!
This is from the McWane Center. I forgot to post it with those pictures. I think a bigger kid knocked him into this big fish display. He looked like he had been thrown down on the concrete. The picture doesn't do it justice. :( He looked so sad!
John thought he needed a glove:). Of course, Alex loved the idea! We got him some "soft" baseballs and this was the smallest glove we could find. He'll pick it up and ask us, "This hand?" because he can never remember which hand it goes on. We are working on catching with one and throwing with the other. When he first got it and he would catch it if the baseball didn't land in his glove he would tell whoever threw it to him, "Bad throw." :) He is so crazy!
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