Mr. Gray’s family is in the beef industry; my family has a cow-calf operation. We’re pretty much a “Beef, It’s What’s For Dinner” type family. When I first started dating Mr. Gray, I was constantly getting picked on for ordering chicken places (that’s changed now because most chicken grosses me out).
Little did I know, Baby Gray was just born with that attitude. When we took his Easter photos today, the photographer had some baby chicks. We put a couple down with him for the photos. At first, he was into it; he picked them up, tried to put them in his mouth, touched them, let them stand on his feet, etc. All of a sudden, though, he just started screaming–he did not want those chicks near him! It was the funniest thing!
Beef, It’s What’s For Dinner (and photos).