My Really Big Weekend

We went to Auntie Sherry's house for the weekend. It was such a big trip! We couldn't seem to get out of the house, then the car ride took forever. I handled it pretty well, though. When we got to Auntie Sherry's, she let me hang out in her giant chair. Well, it seemed giant to me. I had quite a blast sitting there. We went to dinner at everyone's favorite Italian place near Auntie Sherry. I guess it's hard to order there because they have such a big menu, and it's all good. Daddy tried their cioppino for the first time, and said it was better than at the Italian place near home. Mommy looked at him funny.

On Saturday, we got to take another drive, though a much shorter one, to a wedding reception for Mommy's cousin (congratulations, Rob & Jackie). I got to meet Grandpa's brother. Mommy calls him Ringo, but he said his name was Tom. I don't know who's right, but I liked him a lot (and the Beatles' music he was playing). He introduced me to lots of people, played peek-a-boo, and gave me one of the pretty decorations to eat. Mommy wasn't kidding when she said he was my GREAT uncle.

By the time we got back to Auntie Sherry's we were all very tired. I can't believe how late we slept the next day! Then we had to drive home. Mommy and I got to spend Monday recovering, but poor Daddy had to go to work.