The Harmonica:
One evening as we were waiting for public transportation, Cooper (it was Daniel's idea) thought he would take this time to "perform" for the public like he had seen from walking the streets. I'll try to paint a visual...Cooper is sitting on some steps with Daniel nearby and as people approached he would confidently play his harmonica that he just got. He would stop every once in a while and give his boyish charming grin and continue playing. He made $3.75 in fourteen minutes! Not bad for his first gig!! Several people stopped, took pictures and of course threw some change in a cup that Daniel found laying around (gross I know). Cooper really enjoyed his fourteen minutes of fame!
The Brush:
The mind of a 3 year old fascinates me. Again, as were waiting for public transportation (I promise we did more than just wait) Cooper was asking what our names were. I was Michelle, Dadda was Daniel, sister was Cate, etc. I asked him what his name was and without missing a beat he said Brush. Of course we all laughed and I asked again and he said "Yep. Brush Barkley." He pretty much went by Brush the rest of the time. I guess that was his stage name. :)
The Flight:
After several days of San Francisco and a totally different sleeping routine and a much different eating routine we left the hustle and bustle and headed to the airport. The kids were exhausted and ready for a part of their "normal" life back. Cooper did great again on the plane but Cate was a totally different story. Storms were pretty heavy the day we were scheduled to fly home in DFW so our scheduled departure was 5pm arriving DFW at 10pm. I knew that was going to be bad so luckily we arrived at the airport early enough and were able to fly standby on a 1pm flight. Cate had had enough at this point. The plane was full and thankfully we were the very last row on the plane. For the first 20 minutes of the flight, she screamed bloody murder. It was the worst 20 minutes of my life and everyone else's. I was trying to rock her to sleep in the back but the fasten seat belt sign came on and so I had to sit with a screaming mad child. The only thing I had that I didn't try was a package of peanut M&Ms. I know, choking hazard, but that was all I had and if I didn't try that I feared what the other passengers would do to us. After 3, she was out. In fact, I don't think she even ate them because while she was asleep, we were cleaning out her mouth as chocolate drool ran down her chin. We were so cautious not to move or breathe. She slept for about an hour and woke up as our normal baby girl. As soon as we landed Cooper asked if we could go again. Our answer was "No. Not for a really long time!" :)
We love vacations and all the memories that are made. I'm so thankful that my whole family got to experience part of this with us. I need to mention that after that horrific flight home and not being able to find our car for about 45 minutes, my mother had a nice, warm & healthy dinner waiting for us at our house. Also, she stocked our fridge with milk and fruit so we didn't have to worry about the necessities the next morning! HOME SWEET HOME!!!
About to fly for the first time!! He is taking everything in!
A view of San Francisco from the top of Coit tower. That was quite a hike up to the tower. After we got down, we realized we could've taken a bus.
We ate at some really great restaurants. Cate loved every minute of that!
We took so many pictures, Cooper was certain if he made enough silly faces we would stop but he was wrong!

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