A couple weeks ago, Dan's brother and his family drove out here for the weekend for a family reunion.  We liked having them here so much that we turned around and followed them back to California the next weekend.  It was opportune because we also got to see this little cutie be blessed on the 4th of July.

Although we weren't there for long, we crammed as much family time in as we possibly could.  We were able to see Papa and Grandma Meldrum, too, for the first time in a few months.  John and Kelsi, always such gracious hosts, were nice enough to have us for dinner, take us to the beach, and then have us for dinner again (along with a lot of other people after the blessing).  Little H really loves her cousins aunts and uncles and grandparents, and leaving is always so sad for all of us, but I'm glad we got to see them as much as we did over the last couple weeks.  This was the first time Buster actually played with the cousins so that was fun to see.  It's also great to see how he seems to be recognizing his grandparents now, even going a month or two without seeing them.  And I swear, there were times he just couldn't care less if Dan or I were even there, as long as grandma or Uncle John were holding him.