Wednesday we hit the Museum of American History.
Where are all of the pictures- who knows? We had a great time; except for the 5 minutes that we could not find Lily anywhere. We were just in the process of telling a Security Guard when a family came around the corner with her. They said they could not believe that she was not more concerned her family was missing. She told them she really just wanted to see the strawberries (part of one of the displays). Oh that girl. We crossed paths with that family several more times and I always said thank you again while secretly cringing inside that I had: 1. lost my child and 2. she did not care that she was lost.
Peter is pictured above with the mail memorabilia from World War II.
His Grandpa Rabner served in World War II and was the postman.