Earlier this month we took a trip up to Washington for the annual German family Gymboree. The boys were quite excited to see the uncles.
Camped out with The Uncles. They were great sports and played with the boys and made sure they didn't get into too much trouble. Made me wish we all lived closer to them, they would make excellent babysitters.
Little Baylee with her cuz'.
Richelle playing Jinga with the giant set Jason built (thank you Jason, you're awesome)
Ridin' the train,
and a giant mountain goat.
Group shot, a little shady but we're all there.
And this is probably one of Levi and Max's top 5 things to do when we're out and about. Chase birds.
After the reunion we did what those boys pretty much the entire time where there. Battle. Swords, battle axes, nurf guns were unearthed and the battle of the century began.
Max led the charge.
For some reason Uncle Phillip was the chosen one and everyone attacked. He'd better run.
But Max and Levi eventually (with some help) caught up and he surrendered.
The Goodrich menfolk looked on, occasionally shooting a nurf gun or swinging a sword.
Such intensity. Or maybe he hit himself.....
They continued till the sun set.
On the way home we went a different way than we normally do and stopped at Miners, which we've always seen signs for but have never actually gone to. Well, the boys and I that is. Jason says when he was doing sports the bus always stopped there to eat.
Food was good. Real good.
See? Told ya!
On the trip home Levi wanted to make sure his monkeys could hear the movie.
Max didn't really care much.
It was a fun trip and we can't wait till harvest time to go back. Thanks again Goodrich's, we had a blast.
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