We’ve made quite a habit of going to Gramy and Papa’s house on Friday nights for pizza night. Papa, at least in our opinion, has perfected his homemade pizza recipe. We aren’t ashamed to invite ourselves over!
We switched it up last Friday night and decided to invite them to our house. No, we didn’t do the homemade pizza thing, but we did order in Slices. It didn’t compare, but we didn’t expect that it would.
We still enjoyed the company of each other, and that’s the best part of Friday night pizza night anyway.
Because Dan had the day off, I spent the whole day at work. I guess Brittain was glad to see me when I finally got home because she would hardly leave my side. While we were sitting there I started taking some self-portraits. I took about 10. After I took the first one she continued to say, “take another one” so I would do it again. The funny part was that every time I would get ready to snap the picture, she would smile and also close her eyes in anticipation of the flash going off. Every single shot I got that night of us pretty much looked exactly the same:
