We went to Idaho the other weekend for Arielle's graduation. (Aaron's sister.) After many speeches and musical numbers, (basically all of which involved the dreadful saxophone) Morgan started to get a little antsy. Thankfully Arielle was called up to receive her diploma around his antsy peak, so the fog horn was pulled out. Now Morgan had a new source of entertainment.
The little boy in the background was another source for him. Morgan carried that thing around the rest of the evening there and eventually figured out how make it blow.
I love the look of concentration and anticipation on Morgan's face here.
Here's the graduate with her brother and nephew. In this picture I love Aaron's expression. Don't worry dear, the canister isn't even attached.
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