P Sizzle and Swizzle rollin' on 24s on the way home, pumpin' new stuff by Elmo.
Baby MMA.
"What's in the sippie cup, Swizzle? Back off P Sizzle. It's mine."
The boys and their girls at lunch. The Swiz and P Siz opted for Uncle Julio's, despite it being free taco day at the Dallas Aquarium.
P Sizzle and Swizzle hosted a tea party for their dads. GNG?
The weather was absolutely perfect so we took the girls to the park. With the exception of Swizzle's wipe out, the girls had a great time on the slide and looking for dogs.
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang.
Best buds, just like our mommies.
Before we knew it, it was time to head back to the District. Thanks Reebs and Scoots for being such great hosts -- we mooched diapers, food, wipes, beer, soda, and a million other things from you. And, although I didn't walk away with my desired picture, Rebecca introduced me to several life-changing products, including the snack trap, overnight diapers (who knew?) and Cinnamon Chex (yummy). I knew there was a reason you have been my best friend all of these years.


P Sizzle cruising through the airport in style.

P Sizzle says goodbye to Dallas and her buddy Swizzle.
Keeping up with the older, very rambunctious Swizzle wore P Sizzle out - she slept the whole flight home.

Jim wants to know if that's "Five Finger Fillet" she's playing in that video with the knives? He thinks it is a little early for her to be playing that game.
ReplyDeleteAnd I must know where the new nicknames came from...