We stayed at my Aunt Cheryl and Uncle Vern's place.
It was a comfortable place to stay because they have several grandchildren of their own. They had sleeping quarters, exersaucer and SWING for G to camp in. G loved the swing.

We spent Friday evening visiting Great Aunt Cheryl and Great Uncle Vern and then saw Great
Aunt Paulette and (here's where I can't figure out the relation) Second-cousin Brent and Third-cousin (?) Jaden. Greysen exhibited a bit of stranger anxiety for the first time but got over it for the rest of the weekend - which was good cuz he met dozens of people for the first time this week. And most im
portantly, we got to see G's Great Grandmas and take four generation pictures of them both.
I got to see my 7 girlfriends from high school. We were inseparable in high school and when we're in the same town at the same time (once per year as we've committed), we could probably be described as inseparable then too. We took this photo in high school and now it's replaced with this much better looking crew. We've aged like fine wine ... mmmm, wine!
We were back in town for one sick day (both Greysen and I had a cold) and then we flew out, for the first time with bebe, to D.C. Greysen did GREAT on the flights and passengers on the plane advised us: "That one's a keeper. He was SO GOOD." We assured them we would keep him.
On Sunday, we went to a BBQ at the Andrico's house. We met the little dolly Olivia and many other little ones we hadn't yet met - Brayden, Taylor, Jake, and Whit. G did so well meeting Papa's peops. He even napped a little on the bed to reenergize for all the smiling and talking he did that afternoon. We didn't get photos of the event but it was great to see the dudes hanging out with beers in one hand and bebes in the other.
Greysen has been in six states since birth - Montana, Wyoming, North Dakota, Virginia, Maryland and Minnesota. Crazy traveler already, but since we've been back, he's settled back into quiet Montana life and his good sleeping habits. This morning at 4:30 a.m., instead of awaking to a crying baby, I awoke to cooing and talking sounds: aaaaaaAAAA, eeeeeEEEEE, heeeeeeyyyy, dooooooooo, gooooooooo. I reluctantly interrupted his chat with his crib animal friends to feed him so that he could sleep again until 7:15 this morning.
Sweet Baby Grey is back into the swing of his sweet baby life.
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