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Random, I know. But Harry Pants woke up at 10:00, 1:00, 3:00, 5:00, and 6:30, so today's entry might be even more rnadom than usual. More random than the Cribs episode? Why, yes indeed. Thanks for asking.
Here are a few pcitures from the tournament yesterday. Perhaps life in the tab room messed up Harry's schedule (it's true that he didn't nap well, and the squeaks he made last night/ early this morning are usually the squeaks of a sleep deprived baby. You should hear the squeaks of a sleep deprived Mommy. And his poor sleep deprived Daddy drove his squeaky car to another speech tournament early this morning. Seriously, the white car shrieks like it's dying a slow death everytime we turn it on. Remember the '84 Honda that used to make that sound outside your window, Dan?). Anyway, as promised/threatened, I digress.
Harry and Karen getting to know each other.
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Harry and his Daddy.
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The happy family, blissfully unaware of the sleepless night that loomed before them.
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Absolutely not napping
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Dan and Karen refusing to take their job seriously. Or maybe they were making fun of Ben. Hard to tell.
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Me noticing some serious earwax clumps in Harry's hairy ears.
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Harry makes an adorable addition to any table, no?
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Harry all bundled up to leave tabland and go to the grocery store, where he slept like an angel. If ony he could sleep like that at night...
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