It has become our tradition to have dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings every Saturday night. It is Ben's favorite and Mike and I like it too. Plus it is loud, so the noise of a 3 yr old and newborn blend right in.
Here Ben and I are. Can you tell he was not in the mood to take a picture.
The Final Four were on, so Mike spent most of the night like this...
Like father like son, Ben also spent a good deal of time gazing at the TV.
And Olivia spent all her time like this. It was insanely loud in there that night, but like a trooper she slept through the entire thing. (And check out that hair. Oh, Liv. Let's hope it grows in nicely.)