Last weekend we drove to Uncle Jeff's house to celebrate Father's Day with Steve's dad and mom. The girls had no idea we were going because it was a very last minute decision to make the trip. After 4+ long hours of "Are we there yet?", they were ecstatic when we arrived at Uncle Jeff's. The chaos began immediately... toys all over the floor, highchair for Charlie, DVDs for Ryan, bags and bags of stuff everywhere (ha, Jeff must have been thrilled that the tornado rolled into town). The kids nuzzled up to him automatically and I'm sure he never gave a second thought to the mess we had created.
Charlie LOVED the pool (Ryan didn't even want to touch the water which was good probably with the ear infection). Here is little Chuckles hangin' out with her uncle.
Jeff's huge walk-in closet became the favorite place for the weekend. It became a fort, a kitty house, a hiding spot, a secret house, and probably more.
Yet another favorite pastime for the weekend... picking on Jeff! Lots of pillow fights, and peek-a-boo, and "tickle-tickles" to keep Jeff plenty busy with his nieces.
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Thanks again for having us Jeff. We had a great time and girls loved playing with you so much. You kept them so occupied. And thanks Liz and Steve for helping so much with the kids too over the weekend. We loved that we could spend a little time at the casino and not have to worry about the little ones.