5.18.08 - There was so much food. Everywhere. Including a tire size tupperware full of a seafood salad. All very good. Here Ben is getting some of it. We sat around telling stories and eating. Pretty much so the best thing to do after sitting and hearing 500 names called out in alphabetical order.
Ben infiltrates the parental combine in the kitchen. 
Hank.
Anna's Bob.
My Bob. Adorable.
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