Well, not ACTUALLY Rome. Not even remotely close.
But when in the Bayou…do as them Southerns do!
It’s a kind of a BIG DEAL that I ate a crawfish. I even almost liked it! We all had a warm, wonderful, pantsless time in Louisiana!
Oh, and Little A was often pantsless because his decision to “Rome” included shitting his britches. This kid has never pooped in his @#%!$ carseat before. We had to wash that cover three times. IN FIVE DAYS. No photos of that. YOU’RE WELCOME.
Did we miss any “when in Rome” opportunities while there?
How did I miss this? Looks like a lot of fun! Who Dat? Tehehe. 🙂
We alternate “Where’s Baby” and “Who Dat”. I just don’t really want his first words to be Who Dat, as cute as it would be. Little too cajun for this family!