What's a five hour drive to celebrate 90 years?
A few weeks ago, actually, nearly a month ago, it was Nanny's (my paternal grandmother) 90th birthday. The Northern Miles were on our way back from a mission of mercy to New Jersey & we were able to stop by to wish Nanny a happy birthday and make a few faces at the camera that Aunt Mary was carrying around w/her.

This is what Choddie looked like when he heard he had to share w/his old dad the batch of forgotten cookies that Nanny had baked (or, er, forgotten....).

Thompson's response was no less refined. These faces aside, we had a nice time before making the grueling five hour drive back to the frozen tundra of Western New York. Thompson was very happy that I remembered how to get home, Choddie was very happy to see the dog & I think cousin Lucy is still amazed that we came all the way from Rochester to go to Nanny's birthday party.

This is what Choddie looked like when he heard he had to share w/his old dad the batch of forgotten cookies that Nanny had baked (or, er, forgotten....).

Thompson's response was no less refined. These faces aside, we had a nice time before making the grueling five hour drive back to the frozen tundra of Western New York. Thompson was very happy that I remembered how to get home, Choddie was very happy to see the dog & I think cousin Lucy is still amazed that we came all the way from Rochester to go to Nanny's birthday party.
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