The last time you and I went to the National Arboretum was four days before you were born. We hiked up the azalea hill to the top of Mount Hamilton so I could see a view of the Capitol and Washington Monument. I remember thinking that, Lord willing, I'd bring you back to see the azaleas in full bloom, and that's what we did today.
The three of us had an awesome time picnicking on a blanket before venturing to see the flowers, which were at their peak.
We are so thankful for your Bob Revolution stroller. That thing is a tank! But a punier stroller never would have made it over the sometimes rough terrain.
Kudos to Daddy for pushing you up the hills and along the bumpy trails. What a workout!
You slept through most of our hike, but you woke up for a quick family picture.
You were still sleepy, so we put you back in the stroller. A nice woman came along and offered to take Daddy's and my picture together. We jumped at the chance since we've only had two or three pictures of us taken alone together since you arrived. But guess what?
You still sneaked your way into our picture, and I just don't have the heart to crop you out of it.
We are a blossom-loving family. Cherry blossoms, azaleas--we love them all. Happy spring!
Love you!
Mommy
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