Fathers Day and weekend with Pa-pa

Being on vacation has gotten me off schedule again, but boy was it worth it!!!

Gavin and his Pa-Pa Waldron on Father's Day

The weekend after our trip to the zoo, was Father's Day and we spent the morning and early afternoon of Father's Day at my parents house.  Gavin was at 150% from the time we got there until after we left, it was almost like he had snuck some of Clay's Monster energy drink.  I was exhausted just watching him race around my parent's house and I was worried that my Dad was going to back out of his babysitting duties for our anniversary at the end of June.   I kept telling Dad, that he wasn't like this all of the time, and apparently I convinced him because he still agreed to keep him that weekend.  All I can figure is that it was the fact that he had different playmates and a bigger audience than normal.  


Thankfully my brother has an I phone and can take decent pictures so we could at least document part of our day because we had forgotten the camera AGAIN, which is why there are no pictures from Clay's Dad's house.  We did have a really nice time though and I think all of the grand pa's did as well.  Poor Clay didn't get much attention after breakfast that morning although he did get to go fishing the day before :-).  


Fast forward to the last weekend in June....On June 29, 2002 I married the most exceptional man, God has ever created and to celebrate our ten year anniversary, we dropped Gavin off with my Dad and headed to Tallahassee for a couple of days of alone time.  It was WONDERFUL and very over due!  


Meanwhile, my Dad is spoiling and entertaining his 2 year old grandson and of course Gavin is taking full advantage of the situation and among other things, decides he wants to play with Pa-pa at 3 am on Saturday morning.  Dad said he finally convinced him to take a nap at around 8 but to say they were both tired when they headed to the Fun Station with my brother and his girlfriend would be an understatement of epic proportions I am sure, which can be evidenced by the following pictures, again thanks to my lil bro.  

Dad said that all Gavin really wanted to do was ride the bumper cars, which of course he is way to little to ride.  And every time Pa-pa would tell him "No", Gavin would throw himself on the floor and give him the "poor, poor, me" face.  I told Dad he was lucky, it wasn't the screaming banshee fit instead.

Apparently Gavin perked up considerably when they went to lunch and then slept like the dead until they got home and the two evil yappers that my parents call dogs woke him up at the house :-)

I am pretty sure my Dad slept for at least the next 3 days straight after we picked Gavin up on Sunday but I know Gavin had a blast and Clay and I were SO SUPER thankful to have the time alone.