
At our first airport. It was his first flight since he has learned how to communicate. There was all kinds of delight regarding the us getting on an airplane and going to see the cousins. There was the usual desire to push and touch all the buttons in the jetways that are not supposed to be pushed or touched. No major problems this time.

This year we bought them all new luggage and they had to pull their own luggage through each airport. We were in a total of four on the way out and four on the way back. We had to go through security twice on our journey west. We were worried about Stuart and Ammon, but they were champs. They did great.

Good thing I didn't tell him he was pulling Bridger's stuff as well as his own, he, he.

On more than one occasion, especially when time was of the essence, I pulled two suitcases and Ammon got to ride, so I don't really feel to bad making a little two year old boy carry his luggage 3,000 miles. He had help!

My one shot a the reunion. It was loads of fun. I just didn't get out the camera.

We stayed a couple of extra days, in order to get cheap tickets. So my friend Connie Jo, drove three hours to see us. It was awesome.

I really do like this shot of our family. It is so fun.

I miss my Idaho storytelling buddy.

I think the Richardson and Bagley cousins had fun getting to know each other better. Now I just gotta get that skype working so we can keep it up.

On the way home we completely tired out little Ammon. That means success! Whenever we tire out the littlest among us.
Thanks for the fun good times Charith, Kirk, Arrel, Marcia, and everybody else!






























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