At some point during the weekend my Dad realized that we had brought Evie along, and that she was, in fact, his second grandchild and first granddaughter. It was like a light bulb went off: "Hey, that's my granddaughter! Huh, maybe I'll hold her for a minute (as long as I can hold Connor too of course)." So that's what he did.
Note the kids in the first photo, then them again in the second. Different outfits, yes? Is anyone wearing the same thing? Turns out that shirt and t-shirt was his uniform for three long, warm days. I tried to release him from his self-imposed "record" when we left on Sunday, but I'm not sure what happened after we left.
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