So about a week and a half ago Weston threw up in the middle of the night. When he was finally done heaving his guts out he looked up to his mother and said, "Mom, I'm sorry I threw up your delicious dinner." That's our Weston in a nutshell....always thinking of someone else irrespective of the circumstances he finds himself in.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Pure Weston
Posted by Bartletts at 7:31 AM
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Owns his own restaurant!
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