here it is: the long-awaited, picture-heavy trip blog entry!

I know you’ve been dying to hear about our trip to Michigan–so here goes.

First of all, I flew from BWI to Detroit with the two kids. And it was fine! They were good on the plane; Mary was asleep before they brought drinks around and Wesley was totally happy in the wrap. (I forgot my Moby Wrap and we had to stop at Target en route to the airport to buy another one–oops.) We arrived without incident–aside from a very nice woman in front of me insisting on carrying Mary’s car seat down to the baggage claim for us (thank you, kind stranger!).

When we arrived, my mom and dad met us. Mary was excited. Wesley was asleep. We got our bags and headed to the car to visit the farm!

Mary visited many animals and plants.

At first she was wary of Sophie the dog:

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But she got over that and now she and Sophie are pals. Mary says, “Hi, Soph!” and “Bye, Soph!” whenever we arrive or leave.

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She likes Moses–she calls him “Mo.”

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We visited Jake and Turbo. (For the city folk among you, the masks are to keep flies out of their eyes.)

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Mary inspected the flowers.

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She ate sweet corn (first time!).

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She swam. She didn’t like the fact that she couldn’t swim alone; she’s used to her kiddie pool and we had a number of meltdowns before she accepted the fact that the stairs were really her favorite spot.

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Wesley hung out at the pool, too.

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Mya and her friend Monica also swam.

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Kristy and Doug brought over their kids to swim. Mary, Emma, and Lylah played.

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The parties commenced on Tuesday with a birthday party for me. Then there was a bridal shower for my cousin Katie. Then there was brunch on Saturday so that Conor could see some people in the few hours he was in town. During these festivities, many people held my kids.

Grandma Moreland held Wesley.

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Grandpa Moreland held Wesley.

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Aunt Mary held Wesley.

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Aunt Kitty held Wesley.

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Andy held Wesley.

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I held Wesley. Once. (Vicki was visiting.)

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Vicki held Wesley and they told each other jokes.

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Emily held Mary.

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Jenny H. held Mary and fed her desserts.

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Mom held Mary.

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I held Mary.

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There were some other people at these parties, too.

Katie (official title: Bride).

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Katie modeling the apron I made for her:

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Trish and Sarah

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Grandma Moreland and Julie (official title: Pregnant Lady):

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This is my cousin Dustin’s baby, Anna (official title: Other Baby):

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She and Mary had a good time together.

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She also had a good time with Jim (her grandpa).

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Aside from this, there was sleeping/snuggling time.

Grandpa Moo made Wesley laugh.

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Wesley made Grandpa laugh.

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Wesley napped.

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Wesley napped with Grandma Cal.

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…and with Grandpa.

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And by himself in Grandpa’s chair.

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On Saturday Conor joined us. Mary was so happy. She attached herself to Daddy and that was that.

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She and Conor took a picture of me.

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Then on Saturday afternoon we drove up to Saginaw and spent the night there, visiting Conor’s mom. On the way we stopped in East Lansing to feed Wesley. This is the dorm we both lived in. The front porch is where we first met. All together now: aww.

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Here are some pictures of Ama and the kids–Wesley especially had a lot to say to Ama.

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Wesley says, “We have to drive WHERE?”

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Mary helped drive home. Well, at least she offered.

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