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... of picture catch up

I am going to try and do this post before Selah wakes up from her "morning nap" (which is basically just a continuation of her night time sleep and the best situation we have found for keeping her well rested and happy throughout the day).  This is just a crazy amount of pictures: beware enjoy!

First day in Boise: Walking to Municipal Park



"Pubbing" on the couch with cousin Silas.  
 This is a term Bopa Scott has coined for either being hit with pillows or thrown into pillows.  Needless to say, these boys love it.

Meeting Aunt Shelly for the first time!

Aquarium with Grandpa Dan, Grandma Barbara, Aunt Shelly, Aunt Hilary, and Silas:

 Hilly feeding the fish
 Abram didn't really care about the fish, he just wanted to "drive boat".  
 Petting the stingrays.
 Grandma Barbara was off to the side getting Selah to smile - obviously succeeding.
 Aunt Hilary feeding the birds and the aquarium.
 Extreme close up (Daddy's favorite thing to do).


 Pink twins.
 "Praise the Lord"
 So glad we got to spend some time with Shelly, who was in town from the DC area.  

Labor day weekend trip to McCall:
 Reading with Aunt Hilly

 The newest member of the Heist family, Tessa.  Sweet girl.
 Gigi love.
 Hand  me down pants from Silas might have been just a bit too big at this point.
 Scooping with Silas.
 About to drive the boat with Bopa.  Finally!  Abram got his wish :)
 Silas.
 Hilly and Tess.
 Silas' turn to drive.
 Selah decided she didn't want to drive.
 Sweet boys.
My men who hate to stay inside for too long in this beautiful place.

Sorry that was a quick picture hit, but I want to keep up with them as much as possible during this time.  Maybe sometime soon I'll have time to write a post about what it is like to be traveling with two small children and not staying in one location longer than three weeks.  It is definitely post-worthy.

Until then... Happy Labor Day!

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