I forgot to post these next few photos of Dare that were taken one night while we were in Denver the first part of May. We went to a Mexican restaurant to meet our cousins Lou and Joe, his wife Holly, Uncle Jim and Aunt Vickie for dinner. We had quite the crowd, and it was a busy Friday night. While we were there, we were entertained by a very loud mariachi band. Dare was quite taken by all the chaos and eye candy. He kept reaching out for the Hostess, and after awhile she came and got him and took him around the place while she worked. He made friends with everyone. I swear this boy does not know a stranger. He even wanted to play the trumpet... or something like that! This is not the first time we have been out to dinner and he has ended up in the arms of the workers and others in the establishment.
This is the gift my dad gave me for Mother's day. It took Dare no time at all to figure out a way to destroy. There are days when he is one complete, HUGE Dennis the Menace.
And then there are those quiet times late in the night when I go to check on him in his sleep, and the moment is so tender, I have to snap a pic.
He loves Granny's new baby grand. And he thinks he's quite the Beethoven.
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