The boys insisted on parking on the highest level of the airport's parking garage. I nearly hurled my breakfast driving up the seven circular ramps to the top.
But from there, we got a great view of the elevator that wasn't working (not shown) and of all sorts of manly construction equipment. Very important.
And here are the kids, giving TSA just one more reason to make us look suspicious. Ma with oversized camera, screaming baby, little boy in scary pumpkin shirt...the list goes on.
But from there, we got a great view of the elevator that wasn't working (not shown) and of all sorts of manly construction equipment. Very important.
And here are the kids, giving TSA just one more reason to make us look suspicious. Ma with oversized camera, screaming baby, little boy in scary pumpkin shirt...the list goes on.
Princess High-N-Mighty-Told-Ya-So-Boss-Of-The-World got her way and ended up out of the stroller.
(Where she basically became a speed bump for oncoming travelers.)
But who were we waiting for, you ask?
Grandpa and Grandma!!
Of course!!
The kids were so excited to see them that they completely shut down from the emotional overload. Too cute.
And now we are having fun to the max, dontcha know.
