Ely, Justin and I flew down to Az. in Oct. We got to see my family. The flight was in the morning, Justin slept through the whole flight. Ely did good with the take off, talked him through the noises, he watched "Cars" and had snacks, gave me a special gift. When we landed I thought he was going to loss it and start screaming and crying, the look of terror in his eyes, but when it landed he started to sign "more, more, more". The plane had to wait a couple of minutes to dock and Ely then pasted out. We spent one week in Phoenix. Grandma and Grandpa Lee are famous for the doggy door. It took Ely a couple of days to figure it out and he would use it when nobody heard his little knock to let him back in. Learned quick where "Gramma" kept the popsicles. Justin was in love with Grandma. He was happy when she was holding him, would stop crying and just smile at her. Grandpa took us to a train park (we both forgot out cameras) and we rode a little train around. And because it is so hot there they put play areas inside the malls, it is all made out of soft materials. Way cool.Time just flew. The time was up before I knew it, but way to long with two kids under two to be away from home and Daddy.
Ely was running around the airport with the cowboy hat and pj's on waiting for I flight home (we were landing before midnight).




















Dakota sitting on her racket during the game.
Anthony and Keagan
Nana (Susan), Ely and Aunt Krystee






