Roadtrip

My mom and I decided to take the boys down to Dallas for something new and exciting. The trip down was Looooooonng. What was supposed to be 4 1/2 hours seemed like 7. Max cried pretty much the entire way. Noah started in about the time we hit Dallas traffic - he had had it with Max. But we made it and had an enjoyable time. We took the boys to the Flight Museum. The ride home was much easier. We left right before Max's nap time and he slept almost the whole way. All in all an adventurous weekend.

Noah getting ready to pilot the plane.

Grampa Phillips would be proud.

Check the landing gear, start the engine....

check, check and check!

Max enjoyed it too.

The weather was gorgeous.

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