We recently went to Great Falls Park, and I just can't even tell you guys how beautiful that place is:
Quite beautiful, indeed. We were viewing it from the Virginia side, but you can stand on the Maryland side (the other side of the river) as well. The river serves as the border between the two states.
We got some fun family pictures:
The above picture of James next to the water marker? Totally hilarious. It marks high water during past flooding, and it just so happens that the 1972 high water mark (which is the year James was born) is his same height.
Matthew saw the really tall trees at the park (there's an area where you view the falls, and then there are wide open, meadowish places where you can have a picnic lunch, and there are also trails. The trails have really tall trees.) and just had to climb them. Seeing as that he used to competitively rock climb and all.
(He's actually really high up in a tree; my lens just doesn't make it look that way.)
It's a great place to let kids run wild...
Especially... you know... rowdy boys.
My favorite set of pictures that came out of our outing were taken by Zachary.
Grab your barf bags, those of you who detest reading my gushiness about my Wonderful Husband James (did you know that his name is now trademarked? It's true (Valdysses)):
This last one is quite possibly my most favorite picture EVER. It earned Zachary an A in "Photography" on his homeschool report card.
(He doesn't actually have a homeschool report card.)
(But if he did, I would list "Photography" on it and give him an A, just for that last picture.)
After enjoying the park, we went out to eat at a most amazing barbecue place called Red, Hot & Blue (I'm sorry, Rich of Midlife Diplomatic Crisis - you might not want to keep reading from here on out. Since this is one of your favorite places to eat and all and since you're in Africa right now. I don't want to rub it in.).
It was Father's Day and all (yeah, it's taken me a while to get these pictures up) and so we went somewhere manly. It doesn't get much more manly than good barbecue!
(Not that I ate much of anything that you see here, as I'm pretty much a vegan...)
... and now I know that my oldest son actually looks like me:
I mean, I guess it makes sense that my oldest son would look like me, but it never actually crossed my mind that he might look like me until I was editing this picture in Aperture.
And then I was all Ohmygosh, Matthew looks like me!!! (At least in that one picture.)
Except he's way cuter.
And has no grey hair. That had to be edited out of each and every single picture. Because he hadn't touched his roots up in, like, a thousand years.
It's all about converting pictures to black and white, folks. Black and white photos are much kinder to the elderly matrons you are photographing. Ahem.
In other news, our house back in Houston, Texas went on the market yesterday, since we're (quick recap) being transferred from Houston to Washington DC in order for my husband to train for more than a year for his next post in Chengdu, China.
Yeah. Trying to sell a house right now. THIS should be fun.