Amy had a baby shower to attend in Tacoma for her good friend, Bre, so she decided to do the unthinkable... fly alone with an infant! It was a whirlwind trip: leave on Saturday morning and come back on Sunday night, but they had a really nice time and saw lots of friends and relatives too. Nathan did very well on the plane. Jack and I hung out back in California and pretty much ate at Hooters for every meal- you know, since we were bachin' it. Sorry, no pictures.
A proud Great Grammie and Grandpa.
Nathan and his second cousin, Mikey. The two were highly competitive. "Let's play stoneface."
"Now let's sumo-wrestle!"
"OK, now we'll get technical and play 'operation' on this dog!"
"I bet I can get more toes in my mouth than you!"
(The official ruling was that it was a tie across all categories.)
What's a trip to Tacoma without seeing Great Granny Franny?!?
"I can wear a Mariners hat sooo cool!"
"I can also wear it way up high, just like Gramps..."
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