Visiting Margie

On our way home, we stopped at my friend Margie's house in Brookline to visit with her and her daughter Joita. Dexter enjoyed and afternoon playing with trucks in the sandbox, running through the sprinkler, visiting with Marjie's hens (and collecting eggs!), and playing basketball with Joita (then he slept like a log!). Mommy and Daddy got to enjoy some adult conversation with a good friend. We all got to enjoy home cooked meals with eggs straight from the hens! It was a relaxing end to our trip back east.

Taking the Truck for a Stroll

Ben was thankful it was a dump truck that he was pushing around in the stroller.

Special Friend

Dexter was very interested in the little barn in the goat petting area. He was so interested in walking in and out of the barn that it took a while for him to notice a special friend following him in and out.

Another Petting Zoo

It seems like we always find a way to a petting zoo on every trip we take. Maine was no exception. Ben and I took Dexter to the York Zoo where there was a wonderful petting zoo. Dexy hung out with deer and lots of goats. He gave lots of little goats lots of hugs and kisses but couldn't manage to get close enough to a deer to give love.

Family time!

Dexter had lots of play time with his cousins Riley and Teagan. Teagan is a month older than Dexter so they were similar in size and silly temperament. Riley is five and did a great job watching out for the little ones. Dexter also got to hang out with his Aunt Katie and finally meet his Uncle Rob and Uncle Rob's girlfriend, Kate. It was wonderful for me to spend some time with my brother and sister, both of whom I see all too infrequently.

Grandma and Grampy

Dexy had fun hanging out with his grandparents at their house.

Seaside Fun

Dexter took a couple of trips to the ocean near my parents' house. It was his first experience with salt water, sand, and waves. He loved it (My Bologna loved it too!).

Camoflage

On our way to Maine, we stopped overnight at a LaQuinta Inn in Buffalo NY. After a long day of driving we were all ready for bed. Ben and I put Dexter down in his port-a-crib and realized that his jammies matched the bedsheet just enough for most of him to "disappear".