Ok, I admit it. This photo is terrible:
It’s blurry & dark. Mel looks like she’s on meds. I look like I’m surprised someone was taking our picture (even though I was the one holding the camera at arm’s length). And KP isn’t trying to eat the camera, so you can tell she just wasn’t that into it. This post is just to prove that we were there (photoshop can’t fake something like this)!
One our way home from Montana, we drove a few extra hours to see this National Treasure. We didn’t really plan things out very well, so we ended up getting there pretty much at dark. We didn’t know they lit the thing up at night, so we were pretty happy to discover that.
Except it really was bitter cold out, and hanging around outside in the blustery dark with a baby isn’t that great.
It really was cool, though, to see this. I’d never been. As my brother-in-law said, “It’s cooler than you think it will be.”
Lincoln was clearly the standout of the crowd, although KP said she liked Teddy Roosevelt the best, which is bizarre because what the hell did he ever do except make Teddy Bears or something, right?
Well I’m gonna make Reuben Bears and then I’ll be her favorite and someone will have to carve my face up there, too. Take that America!