You were perfect on the way Cleburne, as always. You threw up big on the first part of the trip, and it made you sad for awhile. But after we got out and cleaned up, you felt better.
We arrived at the cemetery just in time, and stood at the back of the room. I held Liam and Grammy held you. I expected him to be squirmy after being cooped up in the car all day, and he did not disappoint. At one point Grammy offered to switch babies, thinking Brother might be quieter for her. Not only did he keep up his antics, but you joined right in! As soon as I took you from Grammy, your giggle box got flipped and you couldn’t stop laughing. Loudly. Was Jesus whispering funny stories about Grandma in your ear? I think she would have LOVED to hear you so happy. But maybe others might not appreciate it as much. So we stepped outside for a bit.
After the funeral we got to spend a short amount of time with our family who loves you so much. And then on to Dallas. Thankfully you and Brother both slept on the way and I had some quiet. Fun day ahead for tomorrow!