This has become a yearly tradition. We head down, get Evs face painted, walk around, have a cupcake, and see the deadeye boys hard at work. After, we go out to dinner and head home to recap our visit.
Our little doe. When people commented on her pretty tiger, She was very quick to tell them that she was not a tiger she was a doe
Signs of a memorable day :) happy daughter, happy daddy.
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