Days 133 to 140 - Stockton

Hanging out with my sister, brother-in-law and their three kids was a perfect change of pace from solo adventuring!

Our days were filled with relaxing at home, playing school and catch and fort, watching movies, drawing, driving to kids appointments, more playing. Uncle Lee became a member of the family for the last two weeks of summer.

Here are the kiddos, starting with the youngest Grayson, 2. He loves climbing up tables and jumping (no fear), squawking like a bird, and his mommy. Grayson is at his ultimate cuteness when he dances up and down next to you when holding something in his mouth.

Carrington, 6. She loves playing games where she can assume the persona of other girls (with lovely creativity). She is a very good decorator of forts. Carrington and her friend Bella loved dressing up Uncle Lee as a princess.

Anderson, 7. He is, in his own words, "obsessed" with baseball. Close followers of the Washington Nationals, father Shaw and son Anderson share a fanaticism for the Nats. Anderson is always thinking about Nats baseball: watching every game, playing manager and super player on Xbox, and playing out fantasy games in his head always. He knows every Nats player's home runs and rbi stats by heart and knows all the major players in the entire league. His obsession is incredibly adorable.

One favorite moment was bike riding with Carrington:

Another was inciting crazy child behavior early one morning when mom was looking way too composed...

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