Sunday was our designated Mount Vernon day. It has been 17 years since I've been to DC and Mount Vernon, but for some reason I remember this spot. I remember these logs sticking out of the ground and the big open field. So much time had past and it still felt like yesterday.
Walking up to the house was pretty cool. Believe it or not the girls were pretty excited.
We had a good time exploring the grounds. Morgan checked out the garden and the spinning room.
The blacksmith was pretty fun to watch too.
This was the kitchen, which was actually in a separate building and not the house.
After the house tour we headed out to the hill at the back of the house. It was like pulling teeth trying to get a family picture, but we finally got one.
Rusty and Krista.
Me and Krista.
Before doing anything else we had to get some lunch. I had two cranky kids on my hands who were starting to meltdown. They actually had a really nice food court where Morgan got some cheese. Lots of it. And then she stored it in her cheek.
That face. It kills me.
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