Back on May 5, we started our Road Trip with a night in Carlisle, with grand plans of a grandma-led festival of cousins, games and piñatas. Unfortunately, all but one of the cousins were sick in bed and without them, all the candy in all the piñatas couldn't make us happy. So, in drove Grandpa on his John Deere to save the day. Because what little boy can be sad while bumping around on a tractor? Success.












































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