Well, we did Texas this last week. It was an AMAZING time. We hadn't been to San Antonio in several years, so we were all beside ourselves with excitement.
Traveling with six kids...
Well, we are finally *knock on wood* not horfing every time we leave the house.
That's a good thing.
Let's all do a celebratory "hallelejuah!"
Go ahead. I'll wait.
Texas was hot.
I will spare you the foul language used to describe the heat of Texas in early September, but just know that sweating is a lifestyle in Texas.
We played with Grandpa and Grammy and Cory (Derek's brother) all week. Todd, Derek's other brother made limited appearances as well.
Uncle Cory took no time stealing Miriam's heart. She had him wrapped around her finger within five minutes.
One of my kids captured this picture of my inlaws doing church work. Because they are good, righteous, loving, giving people. They are such good examples to me.
We hit awesome places like the Fort Sam Houston Quardrangle. Tame deer, hilariously hungry poultry, hot hot hot, and a super cool museum for the win!
Ten pound bag of feed: GONE.
These girls were so sweet!
Sea World was hot. But not terribly busy. AND, because it was like 50th birthday or something, their "surprise squad" awarded us at random with the ENTIRE day for our ENTIRE group of 11, all we could eat and drink arm bands at any of their park restuarants. This MADE the day. Instead of baking nonstop in the heat, we were able to frequently sit down and cool off, eat, drink, and be air conditioned. It was the best.
Oh, the rides were fun too. But we really didn't make it on many between walking everywhere, shows, and well... you know... food.
The whackos all in one place. Except my father in law, who was the photag. We are a rag tag bunch, no question.
The shows were awesome, so fun and educational.
We really learned a lot!
This baby... he is my heart.
On our last day we visited Landa Park in New Braunfels which was gorgeous, and the water cold and welcome.
It was so great to be with family, to visit, to reconnect, and play.
Now we're home, and well. Traveling with six kids...
Hey Fred, that's ONE way to eat peanuts.
Oh my funny, cute Oliver!
Waiting for our van at the airport (driven bravely by my dear friend), we got a little goofy.
A LOT goofy.
I'm not sure I've ever been more tired than I am at this very moment.
The kids were fantastic the entire week, with all the running around we did, the travel, the lack of sleep, really their were dream kids! Frederick wins for "best baby." He was a dream.
We are blessed. It was a visit well-worth making.