And finally....

While still in Nixa (the next million posts will start with this phrase if you haven't read the blog any from the past weekend....) I finally got to hang out with my cousin Clayton. He was born on my Mom's birthday, just ten days before me! I was supposed to be born before him, but I decided to hang out in the comfort of my mom's stomach too long, so he was born first.

The whole time we'd been in Nixa, Clayton was with his family in Hawaii! Must be rough. But our last day in Nixa, they flew home just to see me. (That's what I tell myself at least). I couldn't believe that even though we are only ten days apart, he was so much taller than me!! I bet he's got a good three or four inches to me! But he showed me around Aunt Cheryl's house. Little did he know I had been crawling all over it the last four days. I just let him pretend he was giving me a new tour. "And here is the bottom of the coffee table. The top is glass, so you can make faces at your parents!" He told me.
Then we tried to mimic a photo of both of us with Great Grandpa that we had taken when we were only a month old...but this time it didn't work so well. Neither Clayton nor I wanted to take a posed photo right then.
So Randall let us down and off we went... Clayton is a fast little bugger. I turned to look for mom, and when I looked back - Pffffft! He was already half way across the room!