Anyway, my Mom is a sweetheart. This last trip we took out West was a ton of fun. She played with Tristan, taught him new things, fed him raisins, and took his side when he'd cried himself out of everyone else's good graces. He sure loves his Grandma.
And it's a good thing she is nice too... perfect example is this photo. We ditched the Frankenbaby with my Dad and went horse back riding...where I promptly lost my wallet in the middle of the field (No..I didn't do it on purpose). And I appreciate her patience (and Dad's) as we looked. My Mom is a good example of patience. Hope your birthday is awesome! We <3 u
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Awwww....thanks, Anna. I had so much fun with Tristan and you. He's at that age where he is just a little sponge, soaking everything up and he wants to do all those "new" things. It was fun hiking the hills with dad, even tho we only saw the tracks of his beloved moose and empty bear traps and not the creatures themselves (whew! thank you, Lord!). Yep, someone was watching out for you.
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