There, for the Grace of Glavan, go we

I was recently in New Orleans for a work conference. It was a wretched hive of scum and villainy. And New Orleans was a pool of drunken debauchery, too.

But there was one shining upside: this meant that I could stop off at Cleveland on the way home! Lindsay and Rick and Jenn were there, but so were I and Grace:

Babies are pretty squishy. I like! And when they smell bad / make noise that you cannot stop, you give them to their parents! What's not to like? Grace was a super cutie, who handled going out for dinner really well. She was alert and observing the goings on, but didn't fuss. Nailed it, missy!

Jenn had Grace time, too, but alas, there is no photographic proof. We'll have to have Cleveland 2.0 before Grace gets too much bigger!