GO FOURTH AND BE MERRY.

Sometimes, you just have to drive north until you can't drive any more, for fear of hitting Canada.

So, on this past 4th of July, that's what we did. Luckily, so did a bunch of my family! Here I am with Uncle Brian. These sunglasses may or may not have survived the trip, depending on when this shot was taken.

Grandma and Grandpa enjoyed bumming around and relaxing with the Sadester. I'm pointing out where the photographer should stand to get a better angle of my thigh-chunk.

Egg (Ann), Mommy, and I like to boogie. It's hard to tell on camera, but this room is so huge! It was like we were staying at a hotel! I had plenty of room for dancing and acting crazy.

Thanks, Great Aunt Debbie and Great Uncle Larry!

"...M.C.A."

"Is the emergency brake on your side, Debbie?"

This was taken at the very last second that Dada approved of his tubing experience.
It was all downhill from there.

HIGH SPEED BABY!

Andrew and I liked to play together. He's a little younger than I am, but quite the speed-crawler. I'm sure we'll be co-conspirators and have lots of adventures as we grow up!

Mommy was afraid I wouldn't get to see a flock of seagulls by the lake. So she improvised.

Iran's so far away? I know, Mommy. It's in the Middle East.

I think Andrew just told Mommy's cousin Anne that joke I taught him. It was a good one. Three goats walk into a petting zoo... stop me if you've heard it...

BFF.