I was super brave and flew to Saint Louis for Spring Break. With all three kids. Without Aaron. The flight there was about 10 times worse than miserable. Ruby cried the entire flight, refused to be held, and wanted nothing to do with any of the new toys, books, crayons, bribes, etc. that I had so meticulously packed for my "supermom" adventure. Alas, the flight was pretty bad, and we made our share of enemies. Thankfully, the trip improved immensely once we arrived in Saint Louis and spent the next four days with our incredible hosts, Aunt Sara and Uncle Lyndy.
Ruby at The Magic House, the most incredible Children's Museum I've visited. I can't wait to go back on our next trip. Knocks Dallas, Fort Worth, Houston, Austin, Charleston, and Denver's Childrens Museums out of the water. Really great.
The boys enjoying some frozen yogurt in downtown Webster Groves, despite the really cold temperatures.
Visiting with our friend Lit, whose mom, Melissa, is a Texas transplant from my childhood days.
Aunt Sara and Ruby experimenting with electricity at the Magic House.
Pla Shee and a puppet at the Bob Kramer Marionnette Studio, another really cool thing to do in St. Louis with small kids. It was like taking a trip back in time. The kids absolutely loved the quirkiness and were completely enthralled with the old school puppet show.
Here we are cooking out hotdogs in Sara and Lyndy's backyard the first night. We had a great time and can't wait to visit again soon. (Sara and Lyndy may need a little while to recuperate from our whirlwind of fun, though)!