At the airport, this was the first time my mother-in-law held her only grandchild in five months.
(He cared too, and then he saw someone walking a dog.)
On the Maine State Pier in Portland that day, three generations breathed salty air.
(I vote she moves here.)
The next day we went to Old Orchard Beach, where I swam for the first time (gasp!) all summer.
(The way that felt warrants a blog post all it's own.)
Kay enjoyed the freshness of Maine and the sea.
(She left a hot and humid Dallas behind.)
Liam enjoyed a peach on the beach.
(He enjoys peaches everywhere.)
On Grandparents Day, Liam had three of his four grandparents in the same room at the same time.
(First time since last summer.)
Dinner that day looked like this:
(I made rotini with garlic butter, carrots, zucchini, asparagus, green peppers, green beans, broccoli and black beans, plus Parmesan. My mum made naan. Mmmm.)
Dessert looked like this:
(Banana-zucchini bread wins hearts again.)
After dinner, Liam soaked up the attention of six adoring adults. That's my sister Karsten playing on the floor with him.
(Isn't she the most beautiful lady you've ever seen? Sorry guys, she's married.)
Next time (or so), the following week in photos: apple picking! apple crisp! rice bowls! duck feeding! cuteness overload!