On Thursday of last week, we drove back to Milwaukee to board another flight–this time to Washington, D.C. for Bryan’s cousin’s wedding. Thursday was our ninth anniversary. How better to celebrate than with a flight halfway across the country with a toddler and an infant? I ordered us champagne on the flight, a gesture to which my dear husband responded by lamenting, “I was really looking forward to juice.”
We joined in the wedding festivities Friday and Saturday morning, then headed into the city with Jess Saturday afternoon. Ava wanted to visit the National Aquarium, or “fish zoo,” as she called it, but the wait was more than two hours. Thankfully, she was distracted by this large ship and a cupcake.
We headed home Sunday, and look who just happened to waiting for us in the airport in Kansas City.
I’m not sure who was happier.








