Tori again watched Jack while we hung out with other adults at the sports bar.
We had a bunch of people at the house for the weekend too. Yeah, again my photographing of the weekend is quite lame-o. Gawd forbid I try to get their faces or anything. With photography skills this bad, I might almost qualify for Gazette employment.
I do love this pic though. For about an hour Sunday morning, Gramps endured Jack's repeated climbs up and down himself. They had a pretty good time.
Amy's kids and co-workers decorated her room on her birthday and two of her friends even sang "Happy Birthies" to her that morning bright and early.
What a sight to see ear-lie in the morning.