We're back!

The trip had a little bit of everything, Mary happy, Mary not happy, not enough naps, too many fruit snacks and the phrase when Jim walked away "Daddy, Daddy, My Daddy" is about the saddest thing you have ever heard.

All in all she really did pretty well. It can't be fun to spend the majority of the day in a car or a stroller. We let her run when we could but that girl has a knack for finding trouble! She loved looking at the sheep at Mount Vernon kept calling them "Baa, Baa". She was a little unruly during some of the tours and we used the "inside voice" phrase pretty often.

Pop & Paulette are sightseeing there now on there own and fly home with Jim Thursday night. I tried to upload some pictures but as usual this dumb thing choked!