Boys Trip!

On Thursday morning, Brent and Oliver made their way to Woodstock, Georgia. Oliver was the navigator for Brent during their travels. They left around 7:45 and arrived around 3:45 with a stop at Chick-fil-A outside of Knoxville.

On Thursday night Oliver ran around in circles to run out energy. When he finally stopped after taking his bath, he crashed onto P-paw's chest.

Friday, while P-paw was working, Oliver, Brent, and Grammy visited Uncle Blake at the barn and went out to lunch. Although no pictures were taken, at lunch Uncle Blake took an adorable video of Oliver pushing his sleeves up. Friday night and Saturday Oliver got a lot of Grammy-time while Brent and P-paw went to a Conference with 5,000-6,000 other men at First Baptist Woodstock. Oliver played with Grammy and tried brussel-sprouts for the first time, which he ate due to having mandarin oranges on the fork at the same time.

Brent said the conference was very interesting and he got a lot out of it. The boys made their way back yesterday, getting home around 7:30 last night. Boy, was I glad to see them. Oliver immediately perked up when he saw me getting him out of the car. He knew he was home!