3 Men and a Baby

As we planned out our block leave month, quality time with Ben and Grant topped the list of must-dos.  Lucky for us, Grant already had plans to head to Louisville for the Kentucky Derby, so all we needed to do was coax Ben into coming out this way, too.  Mission: Accomplished!!

Nick was like a kid in a candy shop preparing for his brothers to arrive.  I readily admit that he was more than ready for some good old fashioned guy time, as the estrogen level in our house is exceedingly high; not to mention Ben and Grant are a couple of the coolest cats I know.

They enjoyed two nights out on the town, played some frisbee golf, and an impromptu firebowl gathering well past midnight on Tuesday night.  (I know this because the flickering firelight penetrated both my bedroom blinds and my eyelids.)  Nick also peer-pressured them into completing a workout with him in his new Crossfit garage gym.  Emmy and I were more than happy to serve as cheerleaders!

Ben and Grant could not have been any more doting on our Emmy girl, between playing in the yard, finger painting, and navigating the play structure at the park.  They got to spend even more time with her while in the car en route to Louisville.  Given that Nick had to drop me off at the Nashville airport before dawn last Thursday, the timing was a little off for the two and a half hour roadtrip to deposit Ben at the Louisville airport and Grant at the Derby.  Emmy was fresh off her naptime when they pulled out of the drive way.  Her renewed spunk led to Uncle Grant, who must've drawn the short straw requiring him to be her seat mate, needing to entertain and feed her continuously for the duration of their trip.  Of course Nick's not one for play-by-play explanations (unlike myself), but the image I have in my head of the three boys, I mean men, tending to Emmy that day brings a giant smile to my face.  She is one lucky girl!

 Watch out Uncle Grant, here I come!

Slid right into Uncle Ben's loving arms!

It takes a village.

Watching Daddy, Uncle Grant and Uncle Ben's high intensity frisbee game!

 Where's Emmy??

 There she is!!!

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands!!

 Emmy's favorite way to kiss.

Uncle Ben taught her how to "pass" the ball, although it doesn't look like it in this picture.