The kids were pretty excited about flying.
Evan was a angel for the first 3 hours....well we all know what happens after that.
The kids were troopers. We left Los Angeles at 8:30 a.m. We didn't get to our hotel until after 10 p.m. that night, at which point the fun of traveling was looooooong gone. At that point everyone was tired, hungry and in a bad mood.
I go in phases where I can go for weeks with out buying any milk because my kids spill milk all the time, and it drives me crazy. If every last drop is not cleaned up it reeks. Evan managed to spill his glass of milk every single morning at breakfast and the breakfast room had carpet. Awful!
The forest calls. . . .
Checking out the nature center.
Into the dirt.
A reprimand from Dad.
On our way to the wedding rehearsal.
They always sit perfectly still.....can't you tell.
While the kids were downstairs in the theater room ...it was jacuzzi time upstairs.