Remember how Daddy wanted the doctor to yell, "Touchdown!" when Tyson (ahem) came out? And then the Doctor obliged. And I died.
In some sort of strange karma's a bitch moment, Tyson has learned how to throw his arms up to signal a touchdown when Daddy yells "Touchdown!"
I die. Again. This time of cuteness, not of embarrassment.
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