My New Favorite Hang-out

When Mom loses me, this is the first place she should look.

Grandpa's Boy

Grandpa Shull, Brady, and I bonded a lot while I was visiting.

We ate ice cream.


We got rides in his cart.

We read law books to study for our future careers in the law.

And to reward Grandpa for all the attention, I ran up to him the moment he walked in the door on the last night I was there. I don't even give that type of treatment to MY dad. See you at Christmas Grandpa!

MO Trip!!!!!!

We're back from another adventure to Missouri! It's too bad that I don't get frequent flyer miles. We'd have a lot of free tickets to use!

This time I didn't have to sit in my carseat. I flew the plane instead.
I got the luggage by myself. (Really, could my mom put down that camera and help me out a little bit?) I played with my fun cousins.
Secret confession=I sometimes fought with my cousin. All was quiet in the house one day and Mom came upstairs to find me playing this:
At least I didn't turn around. It could be ANY little boy playing there, right?