One thing that Brooks LOVED doing was pretend fishing with Papa. Dad fixed him a reel with a worm on it, but no hook. Dad showed him how to cast it and reel it in. Here they are practicing.
Brooks riding Ian's "bike." He finally got the concept of pedaling.
Brooks got to play with Ian a lot this week. They had a good time together. I took them to the park one day and several people thought they were brothers.
We went to my old stomping ground, Coles Ferry Pool, with Aunt Gwyn, Allison and Ian. (I only spent about 17 summers of my life there. . . dad managed the pool there when I was growing up and then I began working there when I was 16.)