I wasn't thirsty anyway

The weekend that Trucko was born, his big brother played in a baseball tournament. The day we came home from the hospital, big bro was at the ballfield with some wonderful friends who shuttled him around, fed him McDonalds and gave him a perfetly normal day. Since then, Trucko has attended a LOT of his brother's games. This season, he actually sits and watches and even sometimes cheers (yelling "DAT'S MY BEN!" is common). But sometimes he doesn't.
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This is from the day he took my entire water jug and used it to wash his trucks. Each truck had its own "cup." Oh, Trucko.