Waterparks can be absolutely lovely...you just have to not think about all the urine floating around.
Anyways, then we went to the Cherry Festival that afternoon and met up with our peeps...Brooke & Freeland and Freeland's mom & step-dad. We watched the Cherry Festival parade and managed to snag some candy from the parade-throwers by pushing small children out of the way. Just kidding. But I did get a tootsie roll and a jolly rancher. Henry kicked it in the baby sling thingy and got to hear his first (three dozen) sirens. Yes, this parade is put on by the firemen of North East and, although it's a dandy parade, probably not the best parade to bring an infant too due to the EXTREMELY LOUD NOISES!
Today, the grandparents babysat while we watched Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Much to say on that subject but that'll be for a different post. (I know, be still my heart) I am so glad that Henry got to have some wonderful bonding time with his grandparents and we had such a nice visit. Henry smiled a lot and definitely enjoyed being held and doted on by grandma & grandpa (names to be determined by Henry at a later age).
In conclusion, we are so glad that they came and God bless America.
Aww, shucks Pa! three generations of Jennings.