I’ve recovered from my trip to the north enough to post some pictures of my nephew Brandon. He is the tiniest, most delicous baby ever (since Dorothy, of course). Dorothy was actually smaller, but I don’t remember.
Here is some photographic evidence of my journey:
The new family is doing just fine, and even Mason has adjusted to the newest member of his family. Their new/old house is beautiful, its hard to imagine that there ever was a devestating fire, and even to remember what the old house looked like inside. It is open and airy, and really nice. I want to live at their house. they have an inside laundry room. Nice.