This past week featured a couple of "firsts" for young Luke. Last weekend, Luke had his first plane ride with a flight up to Boston, where we met up with Luke's great-grandma, then had lobster rolls with Great Aunts Fran and Barb, Great Uncles Bill and Hank, and Ben's cousin Father Tim. We then journeyed up to Vermont, which made for a long but relatively smooth day. Highlights in Vermont included a hike with Grammie and Gramp, counting the cows with Grammie, and a "night off" for Ben and Kristina as they went up to Stowe, leaving Luke with the babysitters (also a first).
After returning to Atlanta, the trio went to Luke's very first baseball game this afternoon! And the Braves won! Luke was impressed with all of the people at the game, though he wished the cheering wasn't quite as loud and as sudden when the Braves did something good.
Luke meets his extended family
Hiking with Gramp
"The game is going on. It's not picture time!"
"You guys couldn't iron my hat before the big game?"
"The game is going on. It's not picture time!"
"You guys couldn't iron my hat before the big game?"
