Our days

So Mira and I went to the Scottish games last week. Huge dudes in kilts throwing all kinds of different heavy crap. They also had jousting, don’t think that’s Scottish, but they had to do a third activity. Cause bagpipes, throwing heavy stuff and beer just isn’t really a party. The food smelled terrible, what did so I married an ax murderer say, all Scottish dishes started as a dare. While we were there we picked up a mace for Jeffrey’s b-day. I think he liked it. Here is a picture of Keira wearing a Scottish wig. (nice hair Keira bear)