By far the best part of this externship rotation is that we've been so close to my parents. It's only an hour and a half trip to get home, and the boys have been so good every time we've gone up. I think we've gone up 3 times already, and we've only been here 5 weeks :) Chase loves to see Nana and Pop Pop, and Mason loves snuggling with them. I love the hands-free time up there, and we all love being spoiled (it's not just the grandkids that get spoiled at their house!).
The first time up there was before we moved into our house in Cumberland, and we spent Christmas break there. It was the Beazers' turn for Christmas, but we really couldn't swing going to Atlanta with a 1 week old and moving up to Maryland a week later. We missed spending Christmas with the Beazers, but we still had a lot of fun with Nana, Pop Pop and Aunt Julie!
This was one of the wishing fires. They were just fires in tin barrels. You write your wish on a stick, and drop it in the fire. Let's hope Chase's wish (for Daddy to get a good job) comes true!
Chase trying out Great-grandpa Hulet's genuine cowboy hat. It fit almost perfectly :) And yes, those are spaghetti-sauce stains on his shirt. That's what happens when you forget to roll up sleeves at lunchtime.
Storytime with Nana H. Chase loves playing and dancing with Nana. (ps, the movie in the background is Midnight in Paris. Didn't like it at all, and I usually like Owen Wilson--or maybe I just like him in Shanghai Noon :) ).
Nana has a lot of fun toys for Chase to play with.
...and for Buddy to play with, too!
Chase was helping me exercise. 'Nuff said.
It has been such a mild winter this year--but at least we got to use Chase's new coat and boots. Maybe we'll get another chance. Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow, after all.
Also, apparently we need to get Chase some new gloves...
Buddy used his Canadian superpowers to make a snowman out of fluffy, fall-apart snow. Nothing like using the garden hose in the middle of winter!
Chase got a little hungry from being outside too long. I don't think he realized he was stealing the poor snowman's sniffler! Or maybe he did...

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