We have been up to Michigan each year since having the kids, every fall. We go to see the pigs, the barn, the cats that run through the barn. We get stuffed full of good food, always there is bacon in the morning and ice cream at any time. Uncle Gary can match any grandmother out there in terms of how many times that man will offer you food and how much he very sincerely would like you to keep eating more and more of it. He always wants to make sure you got enough. We have been on hay rides, tractor rides, played on the neighbor's swingset that Uncle Gary carried across the way so the kids would have something to play on when they came. There are toys that were purchased for the arrival of the clan, their is hockey in the basement, basketball outside and hats that Uncle Gary brings home on the Saturday we arrive.
In short, it is a child's paradise.
I think that Nico must have fallen asleep dreaming of the farm and all the fun he has had there the past 3 years of his life.....................
|Wearing his Uncle Gary hat|