Or not. Be forewarned: there will be LOTS of pictures and mindless ramblings. But you get what you pay for.
First, let me start by saying everything I'm about to post is at least a week old; most of it more than that. So when I say, "Tuesday," I mean two weeks ago... and so on and so forth.
Tuesday, Christian graduated from kindergarten... here she is in the sweltering school cafeteria... with 500 other people all generating too much heat.
You'd think someone would have turned the AC on a couple hours before it all started. But no. So there I was in a cute little dress (little being figurative/relative... whatever) sweating like a pig. But boy did I look cute. Unfortunately, I don't have photographic proof of this.
Wednesday we got up (extra early!) to drive to Houston, and then fly to Washington, D.C. Cullen was pretty good in the car (two 1/2 hours) and in the airport (one hour) but somewhere in the middle of the flight (three hours) his patience wore out. He actually fell asleep in his car seat during the first part of the flight (Hallelujah!)
but got pretty angry about being confined for six straight hours and threw a fit (albeit a small one) on the plane. My mil tried to entertain him for a while (the woman has the patience of Job, I tell you, she does!), but he saw me get up to go to the bathroom, and he went off again. He ended up falling asleep in my arms, and slept through the landing. The guy next to me was a pilot, and asked me to let him by because he was
Thursday there was a luncheon for all the graduates and their families. Do not adjust your monitor. Persons in picture appear larger than actual size... or not.
I found out why hubs complained about the food. However, I do not think he has room to complain about his accomodations. This is what he saw looking out from his room each night:
Thursday night there was a dance for the graduates and their wives. They all jokingly referred to it as "The Prom." It was pretty lame, too. Again, no photographic evidence of how cute I looked.
Friday was the graduation. He looked so handsome in his new suit.
He introduced us to a couple of his favorite instructors. They had really great things to say about him... that he enriched the class, had a lot of interesting points, worked really hard, blah, blah, blahtedy-blah... I was so proud. Here's the pic I got of him during graduation:
I know. I'm an awesome photographer. Please don't bombard me with requests to photograph your special event; I am just way too busy.
After graduation, we packed up all of hubs' stuff and moved him into the hotel with us. To clarify: he'd been staying in the hotel with us, but had been too lazy to pack up and move until the staff had stripped his bed and left his door open! He was literally THE LAST person left on his floor! The kids went back with mil to the hotel and took a nap, and hubs bought me a souvenir. Waaaaay out of character for him! But I love it!
And to those of you who know him as the Cheapest Man Alive, it's totally real. Woot!
He immediately slipped back into his normal personality and informed me this was the last bag I am allowed to buy. Ever. Clearly he's off his meds.
I know... I'm hot.
Saturday we went to Fredericksburg, Virginia to tour the Chatham house, which is a pre-civil war mansion that both Washington and Lincoln stayed in. Then we went downtown for the best ice cream I've ever had. Completely ruined me. As if I needed the help.
After that, we headed to Baltimore. I went to Charm City Cakes, from Food Network's show, "Ace of Cakes." It was closed. Big sorrow, here. Doesn't matter. They don't allow visitors. We peeked in all the windows, saw some really, really cool cakes, and took some pictures outside. I know this picture is not dated last week... but hubs took pictures on a trip he took there, and all the pictures I have are not very flattering to me... so... you get this. Imagine me sitting right there! On the steps! Really!
We headed back to Virginia, and went to the Arlington National Cemetery. We got there just before closing, so were only able to visit JFK's grave and the eternal flame. It was our second trip to D.C. (mil's first) and we really weren't up to walking the whole cemetery, so it wasn't a big loss. Hubs and Christian hiked up to Robert E. Lee's house... while we waited down below!
After that, we visited the Iwo Jima memorial. It's so much bigger than it looks in pictures. Next, we drove around D.C., and pointed out a few of the various monuments... a few (as in more than two) times! Anyone ever been to that circular piece of roadway??? It's like National Lampoon's European Vacation! We had originally planned to spend the whole day touring D.C., but realized Hill was giving a speech to her (former) supporters there on Saturday, so we made alternate plans!
For those of you keeping track, that was Quantico, Virginia, to Fredericksburg, Virginia, to Baltimore, Maryland, to Arlington, Virginia, to Washington, D.C., and back to Quantico... all in one day! After the marathon sightseeing, we went back to the hotel (with two VERY tired babies) to pack up for the loooooong trip home.
I promise Cullen has a mouth... with teeth and everything! It's just usually hidden behind that stinkin' thumb. Working on breaking that... prayers are appreciated. But I digress.
Christian decided to drive home with hubs. Just a "Daddy and Daughter" trip. They spent two nights in Nashville with my mom, and got home Thurday.Did I mention that I'm tired???
Believe me, there's more... but I'll save that for another post!