Our POPS comes to Washington, D.C.

Pops and William!

Waiting for Pop's airplane to arrive!

Pops came to visit for a long weekend! We had a super time and William couldn't get enough of his granddad. We headed to the airport on Wednesday afternoon to pick Pop's up and the whole way there William was smiling and saying, "Pops erplane landing!" We arrived ahead of schedule and William marched right over to his usual set of windows and started his never ending commentary about the goings on of National Airport. Among the chit-chat was "blue wing, tail up, bye-bye erplane, erplane landing you hear brakes? see big rig, seat belts off, erplane wheels up fast, Pop's erplane?" And it continued until I saw Pop's American Airlines plane coming to the gate. William was fired up and we ran over to the arrival area as fast as a 2 year old can run. We saw Pop's and William's eyes became as big as saucers! He said, "POPS! Blue shirt, big boots! suitcase. seat belt off." Apparently, my boy is quite a fashion expert.

Pop's is really here! Who looks more excited?

William was eager to show Pop's his train table when we got home. Pops helped us get the final bridges and houses put together and the two of them had fun watching Thomas go around the tracks.


Then it was time to race cars.


On Saturday, we headed for Fredericksburg where we toured George Washington's childhood home.

Taking an early nap on the road while clutching the every popular toy bag.

Reading up on George Washington's home.

We also walked around the quaint downtown streets of Fredericksburg, got a few treats, drove through a battlefield, and headed home later that evening.

Standing in front of the dirt mound that has recently been found as evidence of George's real home floor plan.

We were so happy to see Pops and I know William was SO EXCITED to see him in person. I am forever thankful and comforted knowing that William truly loves his grandparents. More importantly, I feel so complete when I see William's face light up with joy when he sees his Pops, his Bebe, his Bubba and his Gram. Family is priceless.



UPDATE: Pops left yesterday morning. Today while William and I were outside, he started talking about Pops again. Out of nowhere he said, "Pops red black shirt." And then, he went back to throwing sticks in the creek. As you can see from the photos above, Pop's was indeed sporting a red and black shirt. Amazing what a toddler can remember!