7 months, eh?!? Well, alright then. Between Harry Potter, getting my dad packed to go away, come home and then go away again, working on more carpet, and internet troubles, my parents are finally getting around to telling you all about my amazing and coolest of my life trip out west.
Now I have to listen to my parents talk all of the time about how much they miss the mountains and drinking really good water, blah, blah, blah. I pretty much have to listen to my parents talk all of the time no matter what they are blabbing about, but this time they were pretty dead on. In all of my 7 months, I never realized what I was missing until I ventured to
Good times were had by all, but the coolest thing about my trip was all of the great family I was able to see again and meet for the first time. Take a look at some cool faces.
I got to see my grandparents, and they are grand!
I got to meet tons and tons of cool cousins.
I got to go to the fatherland, or maybe the “mother”-land (since she is the one who graduated from the Y).
I got to hang out with my crazy dad and my awesome mom.
I got to see lots of cool things--the stars at night are big and bright deep in the heart of Idaho, too.
When it was all said and done, I was tired.
If I missed you on this tour, I hope to see you next time.
Peace out,
BGB
PS—Did I mention that I have my two bottom teeth? That made for a fun airplane ride for my poor old mom.
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