Day 3: Clouds. This should be self-explanatory. Ha.
The boys with Kiki, right before we rode on A TRAIN! On real TRACKS! (They were not impressed by the train on wheels at our zoo.)
The boys turned 44 months old on the day we left for a week-long trip to Virginia. It was the second-most exhausting trip of my life (the first being the road trip Kristina and I took to San Antonio with them when they were 5.5 months old) and started with Miles barfing all over me on the plane. Good times.
