Our last day in New Orleans, we met one of Mark's old friends at Old City Park. Katrina left it under a foot or so of water, but it's been totally restored and is now glorious.
We fed the ducks
and dug in the mud.
Peek a boo!
Then one more time to run around before heading back.
It's about 9 hours of driving between Dallas and New Orleans, so the game is always to find fun places to stop along the way. This time we happened upon a kite festival in Baton Rouge. The boys got to make their own itty-bitty kites
and go down the bounce-house slides, over and over and over again.
It really was a fantastic time. And it feels so good to , a week and a half later, finally be done writing about it.
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