Trip to Chicago, and other shenanigans

Last weekend we traveled to Chicago and met our new niece, Avery Moran, whose parents were kind enough to invite us into their home so that Henry could proceed to bonk their ten-day-old baby on the head a few times. Lori and I are accustomed to playing constant defense, so the physical violence was kept to acceptable levels. Little Avery is extremely sweet and delicate, and like her parents, has a propensity to occasionally soil her britches.

Here are a few shots from the trip. When I wasn't chasing our spirited 20-month-old tornado, I loved holding the little one:



Here we are on the train (H inaccurately calls it a "choo-choo") to Ben and Kathleen's house:


All aboard - Doors closing!

Henry, leaning in to kiss his cousin:
Then, before I jumped in to stop him, he poked her forehead:


Henry beamed after making his cousin cry for the first time:

"Did I do that?"

Bouncing his cousin in her seat - this game ended as quickly as it started:


Avery Anneliese Moran:

Am I a natural, or what?


Lori's a natural as well:


Lori's at the movies with her lady friends tonight, and Henry kept tripping on his pajama pants. I remedied that pretty easily: