A long, long time ago (3+ weeks) we went down to visit my family. We tried leaving right around the boys' bedtimes, which meant we arrived after midnight. I'm not sure we'll try that again... when we got there, Zach, who had been fast asleep, plopped down on the floor, wide awake, ready to play. Turns out when I told him we were going to get there around 1 in the morning, he focused on the "morning" part, and thought it was time to have some fun. We did eventually convince him and his brother to go back to sleep, and the fun started the next day.
^A visit with my childhood friend and her family (11 y-o Brandon pictured); playing games on Grandpa's ipod touch.
^ Cousins watching the "Charlie bit me" video
^ Interpretive dance, perhaps?
^ Where there's Zach, there's kickball (Uncle Andy - you're out!)
^ Some dodgeball/ball-tag
^ Attempt #436 to get a good "cousins" picture - Zach (4), Chase (coming up on 7), Charlie (14 mos), Sophie (5)
^ Our silly boy; yep, Scott still throws the big one in the air
^ Just hanging out
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