My dad is good. Ally said he seemed to be getting around more easily and more like himself. I agree.
But it is pretty draining to drive there and spend the weekend.
Ally and Cloey in the car on the way there Friday night.
Our air mattress sprung a leak so this is how Becky and Ally slept Friday night. I woke up to a text from Becky that said "I am Ally's bed...all that muscle on her little body is very heavy. Please come help me." So I rolled out of the bed next to them and helped move Ally so Becky could get up.
Hilarious.
We had a gorgeous May day Saturday and Ally and Becky spent a lot of time outside throwing the football and playing basketball (with a very deflated basketball).
Saturday evening we went to S.tewarts for ice cream. Becky's was so large I needed a picture of it. There was a group there in line ahead of us with younger kids 4 of them aged 2-4 and there were loud and whiney and crying. When we checked out the cashier said to me "your daughter is so quiet and well-behaved, thank -you" I told her we were very blessed and Ally was usually like that and we just lucky!
Ally and Cloey sitting together on the way home Sunday.
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