It may have taken me awhile, but I'm just impressed I managed to actually write this post.
This trip to Louisville was the trip of the Barn game. That kid conned I think every relative we saw (except maybe my grandfathers) into playing the Barn game with him. And here is the evidence:
And my sainted aunts and uncle each played probably a dozen times (quite possibly in a row) at points when I needed a half hour to shower or pack.
Oh yeah, and we also did other stuff.
Like go to the zoo:
Play ball with Grandpa M:
Play "tennis" with Grandpa O:
(And I can't forget the video:)
And get started on Boggle:
(No, not really. Nicholas wanted to see what they were playing and when I lifted him up to show him that there were letters, we realized that it just happened that all the letters of his name were facing up. So he was allowed to find them each and pick them out to make his name.)
And in general spend time with a lot of relatives, all of whom Nicholas has come to adore. It really does make me happy somewhere really deep inside to see him get so close to my grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. And so here is one last shot of him with two of my cousins, both of whom Nicholas has come to completely idolize:
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