There’s a few more memories floating around my head of the trip….like dumping a sleeping Jack into Dads arms when we arrived at the airport around midnight California time.
Jack apparently decided he’d known my parents his whole life. He slowly woke up in a strange airport in the middle of the night and gazed up at Poppi and jabbered a bit before cozying right on down. The next morning when I blearily joined the crowd, he was diving into my mom doing the whole wallering routine. He’s the snuggliest little guy and we love it.
More memories…Davey gazing at Evelyn with his brow furrowed and then shaking his head as he remarked that he felt like he was watching a midget Kelsey. Dad asked her if she could go get him a sparkling water out the fridge and she just kind of smirked at him. He waited a few seconds then told her he’d just go get one. She immediately pivoted, shooed him back in his chair with her hands and said, ‘No I’ll do it,’ and then ran into the house. We laughed as we heard the fridge banging into the wall and then, ‘Poppi! I couldn’t find a bizzy water, would you like a gatorade?’.
Ah Ev. You’re such a card.
And running out with her high pitched voice, ‘Poppi! Do you need some help?’
Ahh. Good days.