Family fun in Mass., Part 1

Getting ready to go out to breakfast the morning after the baptism

After breakfast, Grandma took Grandpa to the airport to fly home, while she and Dillon were going to stay for the next week.

While she was dropping him off in New Hampshire, we took Uncle Dillon to Russell Orchard.

Sharing a pound of strawberries

Avonlea Jane was not happy that Uncle Dillon kept pulling up the grass. She kept yelling at him to stop: "Stop picking the grass! Stop picking it! Is that grass? Well, stop picking it." It was a very Daddy-esque moment, as he likes to point out, "If everyone picked a clump of grass, we wouldn't have any more."

Enjoying strawberry ice cream

A couple teenage girls taught A how to get the horse to eat out of her hand.

On Tuesday, with clear weather, we headed south to Plymouth.

Dillon was holding hands with Avonlea Jane and walking down to the wharves, when we realized they were walking under a sign that read: Dillon & Company.

Checking out an exhibit next to the Mayflower II

Standing in front of a gift shop named after John Alden, our ancestor

Avonlea Jane did a wonderful job asking the settlers questions like: What did you do today? What do you do for fun? Do you have any kids? What's that? What did you eat for lunch?

Will wasn't thrilled with settler accommodations.

Dillon thought they were fine.

Leaving Plimoth Plantation

Real men wear babies.

At Plymouth Rock

The remaining third of the Rock

The Mayflower II

Someone was not a happy camper at the end of the day. Uncle Dillon said, "This is the noisiest backpack I've ever worn."