Uncle Joe

Last night we went to the airport to see Steve's brother, Joe come home from his mission. He was serving in Kenya. Last time we saw him Logan was only five months old, and of course Bronson wasn't even born. I am sure it was quite a shock for Joe to see how much everyone has grown. A lot happened while he was away, he had two nephews and a neice born, one "farewell" and two "homecomings", and a wedding, just to name a few. He was excited to see everyone, Bronson went right to him. Logan, however is a different story. He was not impressed at all. He refused to have anything to do with Joe and clung close to mom and dad and grandma and grandpa. In the end, Steve was able to 'trick' him into giving Joe a good-bye kiss by having him give his other aunts and uncles kisses and then having him give Joe a kiss last. Logan didn't realize what had happened till it was too late. He immediately went back to being shy. Such a funny kid.

While we were driving home Logan was looking out his window at the moon. He told us that he wanted to get the moon, Steve and I explained to him that the moon is very high and far away. He said he would jump really high and he would get the moon and he would give it to mommy. Such a little sweetie!