IN COLORADO: DAY 2

Why we come to Colorado:

for the annual awesomest talent show around,
of course!

There were numerous entries this year, each of them a
grand prize winner.

We thrilled over daddy-daughter duets done by proud papas and their beaming beauties,

tickled ourselves pink with the tickled ivories of grandsons extraordinaire,

learned a few fabulous moves from the studly son who performed some sort of special somersault+Billy Blanks style push up,

the studly son who moon walked with his dad (complete with one glove each, you might note),

and the studly son who had all the moves with all the ladies.

Yet another somebody's son took the landslide win for cutest baby of the night.
Maybe even the week (my niece "Claire" would be stiff competition any later than that...).

The disco babes rocked out loud and proud,

and the braniac wooed and wowed.

Joel and Jalyn took the cake (but brought the brownies),

and Dan

was Dan. (It's a good thing!)

We laughed.
We cheered.
We loved
each thing we heared.

And I, by the way, continue to reign as
"Girl Who Looks Most Like Her Mother."

Yep, I win.

Forget America, NBC: It's Colorado that's got talent!