Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Hangin' with Uncle Brian and Aunt Julie
Day and night, Grady enjoyed Uncle Brian and Aunt Julie's fun tiki bar.
Flying to Denver
Grady's first flight was on Aug. 5, 2010. John, Grady, Grandpa Wes and I took the 8:30 flight from MSP to Denver. I had to wake Grady at 4:30 a.m., dress him, and plunk him in the car seat for the trip to the airport. Grandma Kay took us, so we didn't have to worry about parking. Grady was amazing! He awoke in the backseat of Grandma's car, and he did not fall asleep until we sat in our seats on the plane. He was fascinated by the activity in the airport - even at that early hour. He slept the majority of the flight, and when he did wake up, he just entertained the other passengers around us. He's such a joyful boy!
Please just look at Grady!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Future Chef
Future Drummer?
Life's a Beach
Family Picnic
Chillin' with cousins Becka and Katie on an extemely hot afternoon.
so Grandpa Pat could be part of the festivities. It was wonderful for Grady to spend time with Grandpa and Grandma.
Trying watermelon for the first time. Grady's great-aunt Meem is looking on in the background.
Uncle Brian and Grady in Grandpa's room at Good Sam's.
Helping Mommy Celebrate
These pictures are from my birthday. Grady and I spent a wonderful morning and early afternoon hanging out together. When John came home, we were lying outside on a blanket under a tree. The three of us stayed out there relaxing for quite some time. John and Grady gave me a kayak and a beautiful cross pendant and chain.
Grandma Arlene and Grandpa Gerry took us out to dinner that night. Just as our entrees arrived, Grady decided to become a bit more "active." Our waitress, Taylor, a young woman from our church, took Grady outside; when she brought him back, we were finished eating and Grady was soundly sleeping in her arms. This would only happen in a small town!
Grandma Arlene and Grandpa Gerry took us out to dinner that night. Just as our entrees arrived, Grady decided to become a bit more "active." Our waitress, Taylor, a young woman from our church, took Grady outside; when she brought him back, we were finished eating and Grady was soundly sleeping in her arms. This would only happen in a small town!
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