Uncle Paul comes to town

I am two and a half months old and this might have been my biggest weekend ever. Uncle paul from chicago came to visit and meet me for the first time. All I know about uncle paul is that at one time he peed in my grandma's shoe. When he got here we all went to a bar. This was my first time in a bar and I thought it was nice enough except for the fowl smell. Everyone I met seemed to love me so things are good. The next night uncle paul helped my dad put me in to a pumpkin costume and we went to a big party. Mom, dad, and uncle paul were pumpkin farmers who had a sparce year with only one pumpkin (award winning though.) I hung out with my buddy Wes who dressed up as elvis. He was confused all night because his dad dressed as a woman and he couldn't tell which parent was his mom. Overall we had a great night and I saw lots of girls in very small costumes. My favorite was Kate who came as a sexy cow. (she thinks I'm cute) After the party we hit the hay and spent sunday snacking while we watched football and nascar. Uncle paul made me laugh and then gave everyone presents before he drove home. I can't wait to go visit him in chicago after the new year. Until next time, this is a very sleepy milo saying "good night, and good luck."