This day was brought to you by the letter F

This past weekend we went down to Fishers Island to say good bye to Great Grandpa. Isabel and Griffin were a welcome distraction to us. They got to hang out with friends and family on the ferry ride to and from Fishers Island. And both babies got to ride up to the church in their strollers since it was a beautiful day for a walk though us Mommies and Daddies had to walk faster than we wanted to get to the service on time. I think we were still late but that would be the Horning in us.

Izzy made it through most of the service. She really enjoyed the hymns even though Mommy can't read music and was horribly out of tune. We got to find out about Great Grandpa's history and listened to a lot of people who also miss him. Including Aunt Laura who brightened the mood with talks about nature walks and what a privilege it was to be a grandchild of the great Mr. Horning. Izzy helped put flowers on the grave even though she wanted to eat them. She also got to see her Grandpa's grave. She really liked the flowers on it.

At the reception, Izzy got to see a lot of her extended family including children of Mommy's Great Aunt Isabel for whom Izzy was named. Sadly we had to leave before too long to catch the ferry back to the mainland. Aunt Laura took some really pretty pictures on the way. Then we had a good dinner with the Worcester gang and Debbie before we all had to drive to our respective homes.

Attack of the babies!

Daddy and Izzy take in the scenery.

Hey Daddy, what's down there?

Uncle Ben in his finery

A family photo with the Ledge

Hey! This light is NOT flattering!

Griffin teaches Izzy her animals before dinner:
"Izzy, This is a turtle."

"And see? This is a duck."

Where'd Griffin go?

"Hey! I'm conducting an important lesson here."