Team Gore and their male companion Nigel took Baby V to the tree lighting in Pasadena last week. If you want to know where Amanda got such a fantastic jacket, she got it from her home... in the Future.
That snowman is FAKE! Fake, I tell you... but still so sweet and holidayish, and they had such a fantastic time. Look at the size of this tree, though. That is the good stuff.
I'd like to think this entire excursion was a tribute to me, their north woods friend. Largely because I envision a huge part of my role in Veronica's upbringing centering around teaching her all the choice lines from Fargo. "So, you married ol' Norm Son-of-a-Gunderson!"
How badly do you want her to just open her eyes and talk about hunting wabbits?? Now, back at home, Auntie Amber and Chester the Watch Dog are finally all assimilated into their new roles: pillows.
How much do you want to disrupt that pile because it's so cute?! But then also not disrupt it because it's so cute?! I know. I'm with you.
Should we patent this picture?? I feel there is money to be made with this kind of adorableness.
Drea
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