
On our way back to the car, we stopped to take a picture with F. Scott Fitzgerald in Rice Park. Unfortunately, Karl had had enough by that time. He was tired, hungry, and on the verge of a meltdown, and certainly not happy about having to stop and pose by a stupid statue. This is Karl mid-scream while Laura looks on in smug maturity.

Earlier this week, Matt caught Laura and me having a tasty bedtime snack. Doesn't everyone eat ice cream before they go to bed?

And here's a picture of Karl and Aly taking a snack break this past week when Aly was up visiting. They are quite the pair...

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