My mama had a break from school near the beginning of March and was able to come and spend some time with us. Hooray!
Jake happened to have business in San Antonio that week, and, at his urging, we decided to make it a quick road trip and accompany him. I'm so glad we did. We had a lovely time.
Here is Grams with the kids in the hotel room before our morning Riverwalk stroll:
After Jake got back from work in the later afternoon, we took off for the Alamo. We add a kid every time we come here.
Cole is shouting "Remember the Alamo!" at the top of his lungs:
The phrase turned into an unintelligible mess after a few hollers, but I think he thought that was even better. I also think bystanders thought our kid had clear issues.
We went back down a portion of the Riverwalk, and Cole asked Tessa to hold his hand. That's pretty sweet.
When we pulled up at home, Cole sobbed because he wanted to go back to the hotel. They DID serve nice breakfasts, so I can understand the disappointment. :)
Later in the visit, we took Grandma to the Perot Museum. She thought it was as awesome as we do.
Can't wait to see more of you, Grandma Lori!