Becky was printing a bunch of photos to put in some albums when we came across this one. It was taken 1 January 2004, at 12:07am. The poor little boy couldn’t hold his drink and passed out before the ball dropped. Becky remembers us all piling our party stuff on top of him for the picture. He didn’t even budge.
Oh snap! The cat’s out of the bag now isn’t it? Ah well, I guess I’ll have to deal with it the way I deal with everything else: Drown out my troubles in root beer!