Last month Brendan and I headed home to Virginia for the first time in over two years. Dad had to work so it was just the two of us. One of our first outings was to meet this guy at the zoo. And we can’t leave out this little cutie, who was highly upset when it was time to get off the carousel. Their mom and I met our first day at CNU when we were randomly selected to be roommates. Back then they stuck three girls in a room, and as usual, three was a crowd. We preferred it being just the two of us and managed to go through about four third roommates. It’s hard to believe that was 13 years ago. Although you can’t tell it, these boys are only four months apart. Will dwarfed Brendan. Although I took this picture, I have no recollection of my son kissing this goat. Big boys riding the train by themselves. We got to see lots of family. Uncle Ken’s going to read him a bedtime story over Skype. Technology is so cool. I think kids who get to meet their great-grandparents are so incredibly lucky. This kid has three great-grandmas and a great-grandpa. Doesn’t get much better than that. Grammy took us to see Disney On Ice. His favorite part was the magic brooms from The Sorcerer’s Apprentice, a movie he has never even seen. It cracks me up that my dad has these license plates from when Adam and I were teenagers. He likes for someone else to read to him, but when it’s time to get tucked in, this boy wants his mama. Playing Duck, Duck, Goose. First time I’ve ever seen Granddad read a story. Since our grandparents live just a few houses away from each other, our families are friends. Nanny and Pa are always invited to eat at Grandma’s house, and vice versa.
The grandparents wanted to take Brendan to Chuck E. Cheese, and while I despise that place, he loves it. Off we went.
This picture cracked me up. I texted it to Tom and his response was, “Natural born killer. I knew it all along.”
On our last day Brendan helped Grammy make some suet for the birds. He enjoyed it, but peanut butter is one of the ingredients and it broke his arms out since he mixed it with his hands. I won’t make that mistake again.
Uncle Cory had to sneak in and get some sugar.
I’m not sure when we’ll get home again. Tom promises it won’t be another two years, so we will see!