On Monday the whole family that was there in Texas went to Fort Worth to the Stockyards. It is always neat to see a bit of history. There is still a "cattle drive" down the main street twice a day for all of us tourists to see what it was like.
This car is hubby's absolute dream car. Yup, he would like nothing better than to see me driving around town in this with all his little kiddos in the back. The only good thing (if he ever finds one) is it is built before seat belts...so bye-bye car seats. The kids would just have one big wild party in the back.
Then we went on a train trip. It was a good way to see a bit more of Fort Worth and to sit down for a while. It was hot and humid.
On the train trip we passed this sight, many ambulances, police cars along the side, helicopters in the air, and people walking the bank of the river seeming to be looking for something. When we got home we checked the Internet and a family had been out and the little girl fell in the river, so the mom and dad went in after her to get her, and they got into trouble so a passerby went in and got the little girl and mom out, the dad was found half an hour later, it was too late.
There were moments when I wished my kids could have been there, the girls would have LOVED the wedding, and they all would have thought the fireworks were so cool, but it would have been such a different trip had we taken them with us. And I never, not for one moment forgot how easy everything was not having a lot of little children around. Something as simple as getting on and off a train to even riding a train and making sure no one falls out. So my brain and body, which are so used to being on the top-notch go, just got to sit back, beside my hubby (we never sit beside each other since so much adult supervision is needed) and enjoy being with him (and family) and having an uninterrupted conversation. sigh!!!
That evening we were treated to a delicious supper from my in-laws.
Before we caught our plane on Tuesday we went to the John F. Kennedy Museum and memorial. It was really interesting and I am glad we took the time to go. The second window from the top on the right, is where the alleged bullets were fired from that killed the president. (Gerard just wanted to jump in the pool, it was so hot) Home Sweet Home! I wish I could have taped this memory... Danielle was walking around in some heeled dress-up shoes, when Gerard walked through the door with the regular "Honey I'm home" Well she just kicked off her shoes and started yelling Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, with her arms outstretched to give him the biggest hug ever. Then the other ones came to spread some more love around. It was nice to be away for a bit without them (mostly because it would have been really tough doing all the wedding stuff with them there) but this is our life, and how can one not want to come home to a welcoming like that.
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