Yesterday I went to SLC to visit with B&B about their plans for the birth, and to tend the kids while R&N had a night out.
Johnathan was sad and sleepy and needed comfort from Aunt Betsy:
But wild girl Colette was up for a romp:
I remember my sibs and me being wild with my mom's brothers, climbing on them, tickling them, trying to get them to do handstands so we could steal the change that fell out of their pockets. There's nothing so cool as a motorcycle-riding uncle with a ponytail and a leather jacket. 
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