At the end of the Sullivan family beach trip, Jacob flew back to DC, while Andrew and I drove to Birmingham with my parents. They are saints. The trip took six hours. Andrew slept for 30 minutes of it. Let's just say he was 'somewhat unhappy' for the remaining 5 and one-half hours. Oh my!
From dawn to dusk, he just wanted to be outside.
Another great delight was getting to see some dear friends and some of those friends' sweet babies. Like this scrumptious, squishy sugar muffin and her mama.