During our trip to Springfield, Oliver learned to drive. Well, sort of. My mom got this push-car thing, and Oliver enjoyed riding around the basement in style. He usually smiled really big and giggled, but here he looks very stoic and serious, doesn’t he?





And so I don’t forget, I need to mention that Molly, our crazy goldendoodle, also enjoyed our trip. My dad really enjoys spending time with his “grand-dog,” and she eats up the attention. Just look at those eyes: