In June, my youngest brother called me up and volunteered to drive me and the kids to our family reunion in Oregon in August. I told him that he was crazy, but we took him up on the offer. It was a fun week away from home.
Uncle Jonah began his duties on Saturday night by watching Ainsley so I could wrangle Afton and pack.
Then he not only entertained Afton at every stop we made en route to Oregon, but he also palled around with her during the week.
Afton enjoyed hanging out with her other cousins, Elsa and Gibson, who were also in Oregon due to the birth of their little sister.
Ainsley got to meet her great grandmother for the first time.
And Afton spent a lot of time cruising around the farm in various vehicles -- Papa Reed's little truck, the big farm truck, Grandma Debbie's SUV, and the four-wheeler. Only the tractor remained untouched.
By the end of the week, Afton didn't even bother to ask to play with me anymore. She realized that Grandma Debbie was a much better playmate. She preferred Grandma Debbie at bedtime too, largely because Grandma Debbie's interpretation of "She needs to go to bed in about 5 minutes" usually meant going to bed in another 30. (That's what grandmas are for, right?)
And little Ainsley spent so much time sleeping on her grandfather, she began to smell like his cologne.
So thank you to Uncle Jonah for braving the trip and acting as our chauffeur. And thank you to my parents for letting me a nap on occasion, entertaining Afton so thoroughly for the week, and holding Ainsley so much.
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It was our pleasure to have you and the kids here. We had a blast. The bonus is that I think that Afton totally adores us. It was great that the cousins had time together as well.
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