Today we went back to our roots and visited Santa in a Bass Pro Shop outside Houston. Luke shot, built, and pretended to ride all morning. Even Santa Claus fit in--when Luke announced that he wanted tools for Christmas, Santa wanted some clarification on whether he meant mechanical tools or carpenter tools. (Luke said mechanical)
Poor Baby D, in true second child fashion, was dragged along in his ill state (double ear infection!), forced to sit on some weird guy's lap, and then relegated to the baby carrier.
To round out the morning, in true Idahoan fashion, Luke peed in the bushes in the parking lot before leaving.
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