The best way to see Washington DC is by bike.
Just look how much ground we covered in one day.
Lunch in Chinatown.
When I first met Brent he had a Rothko print hanging in his room.
Thirteen years later, at the National Gallery of Art, he is still intrigued.
Thing One? Not so much.
Later at the Miró exhibit the boys stated as a matter of fact that, “Two year olds do better than this!”
(If only I was that good of a teacher.)
For some things there are no words.
A perfect sunset for a perfect day.
(I’ll take it while I can.)
Love and Laughter,
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