To Live and Cry in LA

Fletcher was a peach during our flight to LA. Of course, we haven't told him yet that we don't always fly first class.


First trip on the moving sidewalk.




I promise that I didn't have a baby just for the opportunity to make him wear silly hats. I can't deny that it was a factor in the decision, though.

Fletcher, his mom, Uncle Aldo and Aunt Stacy M. took a walk and saw this sunset. Beautiful boy getting some beauty rest... ...before waking up full of smiles.

The family at the beach:

Gretchen and Copper were waiting patiently at Auntie Stacy P's house.