The beach at camp
Aiden was not feeling particularly well on Grandma's big day - he was more than mildly "backed up" as they say, and was pretty grumpy and lethargic as a result. We fed him about, oh, 12 oz of pureed prunes over the course of the day but got no payoff until we made it back home to Vermont that evening. I guess some folks just can't go when they travel. Even though he was grumpy, Aiden did get to spend a little time with his cousin Ciara who is now 21 months old. Jeni & Glen have recently determined (the hard way) that Ciara is allergic to egg whites, peanuts, and tree nuts, so everyone (especially Jeni) was careful to watch that she did not pick up a stray cookie or get fed by anyone who didn't know the situation. Ciara is talking like crazy now, so hopefully her first run-on sentence will be, "Did you know i have food allergies, are you sure you should feed me that!?"
It threatened to rain on the picnic when we got started, but by the time dessert was out, the sun was poking through the clouds and warming everyone up. Happy Birthday Grandma!
Aunt Memorie and Grandma
Grandma gets her custard pies
Fussa Bud taking some quiet time away from the party
Fussa Bud taking some quiet time away from the party
The biggest smile we could get for Grandma's B-day
Oh, and I almost forgot... as we were getting in the car in the afternoon to drive back to VT, Andy spotted our newest life bird of the year... a male Mourning Warbler! Poor Aiden had to sit in his carseat (probably rolling his eyes) while his parents stalked around the car with binoculars for five minutes trying to confirm the sighting. Something tells me he won't forget these moments...
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