A t-shirt that says: Don't mess with me because my Dad kicks Butt. Um yeah, I'm pretty sure I got my mouth washed out with soap a few times for saying Butt as a kid. Thanks Grammy and Grampy.
And, two guns, that Lane carried everywhere yesterday. Grammy even taught him to draw and aim them. Nothing like introducing Lane to violence at an early age. I think I'm going to tell them that next time they don't need to bring anything for Lane.
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