It was fun to go back to DC (the scene of the crime where Mark and I met) to see the sites and visit family and friends. We only had one major meltdown (mine and Mark's) on the paddle boats on the Potomac. Marco wants to pedal, his legs are too short. Max wants to steer but we can't switch seats on the water. Daddy loses it -- wants to pedal back to shore 10 minutes into the excursion. Max scoots to the very edge of the boat in protest. Mommy drops the F-bomb. It wasn't cute. Enjoy the pics!
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