One nice thing I've noticed blogger buddies doing lately has been to post old stuff when you have no new material. I have been meaning to post more WV trip pics anyway, so here goes.
Last month, when Andrew and I drove up to WV, one of our overnight stops was at Aunt Rena's. Rena is one of my dad's two sisters. She and Aunt Phyl both say Andrew is the spitting image of Dad when he was about 1. Her dog, Sam, is about the cutest thing ever. While there, Andrew played a lot with one of her doll babies (Jon is so proud) and, true to form, found every broom in the immediate vicinity.
Last month, when Andrew and I drove up to WV, one of our overnight stops was at Aunt Rena's. Rena is one of my dad's two sisters. She and Aunt Phyl both say Andrew is the spitting image of Dad when he was about 1. Her dog, Sam, is about the cutest thing ever. While there, Andrew played a lot with one of her doll babies (Jon is so proud) and, true to form, found every broom in the immediate vicinity.
And now, the big monster who barely fits on a lap.
Peace out. More WV posts to come.
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