How lucky can a little boy be? In the span of four weeks, Sean met not one...

not two....


but THREE great-grandmas!
First, I met Great-Grandma Hanley after a short road trip to Rochester! I also met my great-aunt Pat and uncle Adolph and see the coolest clock shop! While showing G-G Hanley my backwards scoot,

I unfortunately found myself under the couch...and what did my Mom do? Take a picture, that's what!
But she took a few other fun one's, so I'll forgive her. I was able to show off how I can pull myself to my feet...


Next stop: TEXAS!!!

To ring in Independence Day, I flew down to Dallas (my second time on a plane) and spent three days with A LOT of people. Mom says that was most of my family down there, but there's still more people to see! The first stop was G-G Gant's house. As soon as I came in, she smiled and said, "that's my baby!" She was so happy to see me. I looked around and wish I could move on my own to explore!

Then I was able to show off that since going to Rochester, not only can I pull up on my feet, but with a little help, I can walk too! Grandma Powell seemed to really enjoy that part! I met cousins, and second cousins, and maybe cousins once removed, but Granddad Powell just calls all of them: FAMILY!

