Hurricane Vacation

Random vacations are good. I really think everyone should have an excuse once in while to close schools, not go into work, spend time with family, and even leave town. Not because it's Christmas or Thanksgiving or Summer or Spring. But just because.

Here's a sampling of our much needed hurricane vacation:

Just doin' what we do at the park.

Kickin' it at the zoo.

I love Isaac's face. . .

Mammoth Huntin'

Explorin' stuff at the Science Museum.

It's totally against the rules to race around this fast on the "tractors" but I figured it was good missionary training.

I also learned that it's totally against the rules to growl and yell "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Aaaaahhhhhh!" into this thing.

Runnin' around at the Arboretum.

But all vacations must come to an end - even forced vacations. So we're back in Houston and back in school with clean-up and work to do. Despite the endless graveyard of trees lining every street, the "Out of Gas" signs taped at gas stations, the rows of leaning street lights and power lines, the many intersections with broken traffic lights, the tattered ghetto-looking business signs, and the thousands of people that are still without electricity - the city is up and mostly running. And through it all, my violin survived. Whew!

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Just looking at all those pictures (dang! my boys are adorable) makes me realize I have a lot to be thankful for.

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