Per Brady's request, Jeff and I gave Brady some distance, he only required 135 miles, but we like to make our boy happy, so we went 439 miles to Chicago. Brady was in desperate need of some quality time with G-Ma and Papa, so he kicked us to the curb for 48 long hours. He used the weekend to raid the cookie jar and stay up late. I don't know who was more tired, the grands or Mr. B. For our next outing, Brady has requested that we take Mallory with us. He claims that in order to further her development she must be as far away from him as possible and MUCH, MUCH closer to us. Likely story Brady Boy, likely story.
It was a glorious weekend. There wasn't much on the itinerary besides RELAXATION.
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