We drove to north Orlando on Sunday, and had a picnic lunch along the way. The rest stop was the perfect place for Drake to run around and burn off some energy. Here is Eli hitching a ride on Daddy's shoulders.
Daddy and the littlest little.
Mommy being silly
Yes, a bird pooped straight down my cleavage. I mean, seriously, what are the chances of that? My dad thought it was the funniest thing EVER.
Drake watching a movie. Yes, he is over two and still rear facing. It's the safest and smartest way to ride, and I'll be happy to share research with anyone interested in more info. (The little weasel does manage to get his car seat flipped in his grandparents van).
Sweet Eli caught up on some sleep.
This is my "We are almost there" look.
Fran and lil' stinker
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