We just got back from the last (well, almost) of out travels for the summer. First it was Levi and I in Yellowstone, then all of us heading off to Washington and Montana. Then Washington again. Levi was a trooper though and took advantage by getting a lot of sleep. He is a great traveler.


As the two boys pulled most of the pots and pans and other assorted kitchen ware, I suddenly felt bad for poor little Eli (and his mother) because I could see in some distant future, my little Levi coxing his cousin (and I'm sure siblings, neighbors...) into all sorts of trouble. Sorry Kara.


Levi is what most people would call a "squirmer" making it impossible for him to sit long for any length of time. Hmmmm. I wonder where he gets that from.....





Levi and I got home late and so we didn't even get to say much of a hello to daddy because everyone was tired from a 12 hour drive. The next day we went to see Jason on his lunch break and have a picnic. He really missed us.


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