To say Waylon enjoyed having his Grandma in Tennessee for the week is an understatement. Suni is going to post more later about Jonnie's visit, but I just had to put up a few pictures. Suni is meeting with a mommy's group tonight, so I have a minute to post while Cal is sleepingon my shoulder. (Waylon is at Nonna's house).
Grandma took Waylon to the Aquarium of the Smokies, and W did not like the sharks. I don't think it is an inaccurate to say they actually scared the piss out of him. I missed a momentous event while I was stuck in Purgatory (Memphis). The same day they went to the Aquarium, Waylon peed in his potty! I was absent for this urination event, but I am extremely proud. It will just be a matter of time before Waylon is peeing in Gatorade bottles on road trips with Dad.
Below is a picture of Waylon beside his golden treasure. Counter-clockwise is Waylon and Grandma this morning before she left; Waylon, Grandma, and Briggs at bath time; and Waylon walking Briggs, or, as Grandma correctly characterized it, Briggs walking Waylon.
Grandma may be gone back to Iowa, but her presence lives on. She left a bottled water that Waylon insists on drinking from. He just dumped it all over himself.