Last weekend was supposed to be a crazy one - Keith's work party in GR on Friday night, Abbie's first birthday in IN on Saturday, and Johnson Thanksgiving in Muskegon on Sunday. The storm slowed us down a ton. We were literally heartbroken to miss out on Abbie's celebration, but were lucky to spend some quality time with both sets of Grandparents. In our jammies. All day. All weekend. (Gimme a break - we weren't packed for two slumber parties!) And since I can't pick a favorite shot of Ben with my dad, here's a series:
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We were terribly disappointed, too. I was counting on seeing you, but I think you made the right choice. I've gotta ask, though, when did BRH suddenly stop being an infant?
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