He did a whole lot better than I feared he would. He went right to sleep when we left swim lessons (probably because he'd been screaming for two hours) and he slept until about an hour away from our destination. I nursed him there, and he only fussed for about 20 minutes before we made it to Jon's parents' house.
Annabel faked me out. I took this picture because I was so excited about having 2 out of 3 kids sleeping, but she opened her eyes right afterwards and never shut up the rest of the way home.
Tiny made these precious princess dress-up accessories. You know we all had to play.
We went swimming at my grandmother's house twice. Whitt went with us one of the times so he could meet his MiMi and Pops.
We had so many yummy treats while we were there. Homemade ice cream and lots of homegrown veggies.
Uncle Emil, Aunt Kiersten, and Cousin Margot came into town to meet their new nephew/cousin as well. My girls always have so much fun with Emil. They're styling his beard here.
My grandpa gave me this 1970 Chevelle several years ago, but he keeps it because he likes to work on it, plus I don't have anywhere to put it here. He recently got a new paint job on it. I love it! Maybe Whitt will drive it one day.
We spent each night at Jon's parents' because it's just easier to stay at one place rather than pack up ALL our stuff to move it back and forth, but we still got to see my parents a lot. They came over to Jon's parents' several times and we spent most of Sunday at their house.
My dad was so excited to put Whitt in the baby swing. I tried to explain to him that baby swings are still for babies who can sit up, but he just had to let him try it out. He liked it for a while.
Cousin Shiloh went swimming with us on Sunday.
Sunday night we had dinner at my other grandmother's house. Whitt was pretty cranky while we were there and finally took a little nap on his Nana.
On Monday we hung around until the afternoon to get on the road. Jon took the girls riding on his dad's 4-wheeler and swang on the porch swing some. Annabel just about fell asleep.
Whitt cried more on the way home than he did on the way there, but still not that bad. Overall, it was a great trip, but like always, I wish I'd taken more pictures!