Good friends

Daniel with Halleigh, the precious little girl of friends Miles and Brooklynne, who hosted us for dinner Saturday night. We were joined by Kristy Kent, also a dear friend from college. We watched the Heels beat Notre Dame, ate yummy burgers/fries/asparagus, and watched Halleigh shamelessly flirt with Daniel. (The horsie pic was posed, though.)

Reminded me just how lucky I am to have such awesome friends. We talked, laughed, and enjoyed ourselves. At least, I did. :) The whole way home, this was the conversation between Daniel and I:
D: Mr. Miles was mad at the Tar Heels. He said "Shoot!"
Me: Yes, he did.
D: But when he's happy, he doesn't say that.

D: Mommy, Mr. Miles made us hamburgers, right?
Me: Yes, honey, he made hamburgers.
D: They were yummy. My tummy liked them.
Me: Mine too.

D: Mommy, Kona is a big scary dog, right?
Me: No, Kona's
not scary. But she is big just like Miss Pansy.
D: But she was showing me her teeth!
Me: She was just smiling.
D: She chased me and licked me, but I was faster than her.

D: Mommy, my acorns are my friends. See? I have them with me to keep them safe.

And, perhaps the best of all, we sang the fight song together:
I'm a Tar Heel born, I'm a Tar Heel bred
And when I die, I'm a Tar Heel dead....

I didn't teach him the ending I learned at Carolina. When he's 18 he can learn it for himself.

Thanks to Miles, Brooke, and Kristy for a fun fun evening!