So. I like "chockie" (chocolate). Don't you?

What are you looking at? It's not like I have pudding all over my face and body!

Uncle Roger brought us some delicious chocolates from Betty Jane's Candy in Dubuque. Kennedy LOVED them. She usually tries to share everything with Maggie, but not this chockie. She kept swinging it away from Maggie, saying, "No, Maggie, Kennedy's chockie!"

My first Hawkeeeee game!

We took Kennedy to the first game of the season last Saturday (sorry for the delay in posting; my bad...). She LOVED it.

From stealing the candy corn out of the mix.....

to chillin with friends....

it was a blast. Kennedy did very well at the game too! There was an open seat next to us with seat back and cushion. Kennedy fell asleep in my arms, and after like 3 whole minutes of my back KILLING me trying to hold her, I layed her down on that seat cushion. And she slept like a baby. For the entire first half. She was out cold - I guess tailgating at 7am can do that to a peanut! We only went down to the concessions twice to potty and run for a bit, even though it has now become a game to go potty EVERY waking second in public pottys. But I can't ignore it, what if she really has to go - I can't let her pee her pants. But we made it the entire game, which means we may try some more.

Can I be in your band? I'll be the drummer.

Thank you to Acuity for the drum sticks. Kennedy was fascinated with these things the ENTIRE ride home; she drummed on the back of my seat, her knees, the ceiling in the car and then Maggie once we got home. I quickly made some bucket drums to save Maggie and here we have a star in the making. We are now looking for bands that need drummers. Thanks.