Last weekend Tucker visited his grandparents while Austin and I got a night out in DC by ourselves to go to the Marine Corps Ball with my college friends. What a treat for all of us!
Tucker barely noticed we were gone with Henny, Pa Pa and a new dump truck to play with. We did notice that Tucker was gone on our end though!
The funniest thing about the ball was the number of guttural noises shouted out in the middle of the ceremony. Apparently, it is totally appropriate, at all times, to say "ooh-raa" if you're a Marine. I don't do this justice, because the way they say "ooh-raa" comes out somewhat like a growl... Austin felt totally inadequate in his ability to make random guttural noises that night.
