Friday afternoon we packed up the house, put it in the car, strapped Jack into his big boy car seat (which I'm still not sure he loves) and started the 2.5 hour drive down to Palestine for the weekend. I grew up in Palestine...the East Texas one...not like Middle East one...and you're probably only pronouncing it correctly if you live in Texas.
Jack is a pretty good traveler, slept about half of the way and just played for the rest...which is a far cry from our first trip to Palestine back in October where he basically just cried the whole way. Ugh. Glaaaaaaaaaad we're past that stage!
We had a great weekend hanging out with my dad, Barbara and Grandpa.
Didn't do much, ate a lot, visited a lot, and went out to the lake! Jack took his first trip out on a boat and watched Jeff, Dad and Barbara fish...ate some grass...you know, nothing big!
Didn't do much, ate a lot, visited a lot, and went out to the lake! Jack took his first trip out on a boat and watched Jeff, Dad and Barbara fish...ate some grass...you know, nothing big!
He did a little contemplating...
played with some favorite toys...
and acted all cool in Daddy's sunglasses.
We had a great time, pretty relaxing, and Jack slept for 13 hours last night! I woke up before he did! That never happens...
1 comments:
I cannot get enough of those pictures! I'm glad you guys had fun in P-town. And congrats on Jack's extended sleep time!
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