Luke made his first trip to West Virginia to see where Daddy grew up. The Trip went great-thankfully- I honestly feared the airplane rides with our boy who wants to walk all on his own everywhere. But he did so good. He had already been noticing airplanes flying in the sky, pointing them out constantly and always before we notice them. So he was saying "Airplane!" non-stop while at the airport, and Daddy had fun telling him all about what the airplanes were doing. It was cute.
You made it Uncle A. .
WV is a beautiful place, roaming hills, big trees, and old homes mark the landscape in a way that almost makes you feel like you are taking a glimpse back in time, especially for Andy. He enjoyed catching up with some old friends, family, and sharing it all with Luke. It was special for Luke to be and play in the home where Andy grew up, he even played with some of Daddy's old toys. We spent a lot of time outside enjoying the warm summer sun, a much appreciated milder heat than here in Fl. where we instantly melt or burn ALL summer long.
One of those warm days was spent at the little lake house, where Luke experienced his first paddleboat ride, and by the look on his face I don't think he knew what to think. But he definitely had a good time splashing around in the baby pool and throwing rocks in the water.
Luke was one of the boys, throwing balls, crashing cars, and throwing rocks in the creek. He pounded out some nugs for them all, and took really well to everyone, except maybe the friendly but big golden retrievers. We are thankful for the quality time spent with his Mamaw and Papaw Williams.
Peek-a-boo at the Park
