Saturday night for the game we went to a friend's house for a cookout. Aunt Mary and Uncle Josh came to our crib for the weekend (we got to see Mary for 3 weekends in a row!) and Mason experienced his very first Bama celebration. He was quite the party animal.
Aunt Mary & Mason (and Baby Smith in the tummy)
Uncle Josh in his non-Alabama clothes. He was of course rooting for Bama...
Mason learned that although it was a close call against the Hokies, a win is still a WIN. So we went home happily that evening.
{PS I think I've resolved to NOT take Mason to a Bama game this early. I guess M might think it's fun to have bourbon thrown on us (a drunken baby), expletives yelled around the stands (might be Mason's first words), and dodging cups and bottles thrown if a ref makes a bad call (M would probably think it's a hoot).}
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