
No vacation is complete unless you get to sample those delectable biscuits at Red Lobster!

Breyer trying out their swingin' sling.
Miller patiently waiting and waiting for those unseafood nuggets.

Even at barely before closing time, the swim is perfect.

Mom's bed buddies.

All of those preliminaries just to get to the National Museum of the United States Air Force, Dayton, Ohio.
There are LOTS of airplanes here.

President Theodore Roosevelt's youngest son Quentin, a fighter pilot, was shot down in World War I. The Germans then posed him by his plane for postcards to celebrate the kill. President Roosevelt died within the year.

Boys + planes = Happy faces
3 comments:
I think Uncle David and I went there when we went to a reunion in Cincinnati in 2001. I'll have to look at my old albums. I know it was hotter than blazes when we went. Looks like everyone had a fun time.
That's AWESOME.
We've been there, but don't remember a lot of it. Looks like we'll have to do it again when we visit our aunt who lives near. Love the bed buddies pic!
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