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Saturday, August 21, 2010


Last weekend, on our way to visit Aunt Kristi and Uncle Tim (vacationing at the beach) our car shredded a tire when we were 2 1/2 hours into the trip...it was scarey.
It probably looked bad - poor fat prego stranded on the side of the road in this summer heat - but it didn't feel as bad as it probably looked.  We made it to the beach.

(Aunt Kristi and baby cousin Colin)
We saw our little cousins.
(Cousin Sydney)
Yohan practiced dad skills.

(w/ cousin Cameron)
And Umma was so happy she got to ride along (3 hours to the beach) with Appa to bring Yohan a spare tire.  She apparently had not made it to the beach this year, so this was her opportunity.
It was a long day, but it's always good to see family and the beach.

(Natalie, my sister, who was along for the adventure.)


  1. That was a fun trip and good to meet the extended family...adventurous, but fun:)

    ...never met a kid who loved fishing more than Cameron, but yet to catch a fish. He needs to visit next year and we'll remedy that:)

  2. Yohan, you made quite an impression on Cameron! He would love to catch a fish, even a fake one, I swear! Thanks again to both of you for making the trek down to see us, it was a great visit. We are sending our love to you THREE! ~Kristi, Tim & the kids...all of them.

  3. Hey Aunt Kristi, anytime he wants to go fishing, you all just drop by. He's got options, either on a boat or canoe, I'd love to see Cameron catch a fish or two...love his excitement for it:)