This past weekend we flew up to Kansas City to see BYU lose (in a very miserable game) to Mizzou, as per Kenny's yearly tradition of attending a BYU away game since he graduated. Nate Tanner's parents were kind enough to let us stay at their house, even though it was very full with the rest of their entire family, and Luke had an absolute blast exploring their enormous backyard, complete with horses, a massive dog named Danny Boy, a trampoline, a swingset, and a sandbox.
In fact, Luke loved pretty much everything about the weekend. He loves flying on airplanes for some reason (but thank goodness, amiright?), and was beyond excited to head to the airport both times, could not get enough of being outside, got a kick out of going potty on all sorts of new potties, took to the babysitters for the game instantly, and was even stoked to go to a new nursery on Sunday. He tried so very hard to get Danny Boy to play fetch with him and even rode a horse without crying for several minutes (albeit with a death grip on the saddle). The little man sure knows how to enjoy himself.
Ken and Nate made full use of a house full of people with plenty of games, and I made full use of the numerous outdoor activities with some very rusty tennis on my part, horseback riding, and shooting. And yes, we did see the game.
*sigh* BYU, when are you going to stop breaking Ken's poor, trusting heart?
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