We left our home Friday evening May 31st, headed to Kansas City to visit my parents. There was such excitement in our van- the younger children had no concept of how long of a drive this actually was, but Anna, Paul and I knew. It was a fairly smooth drive, although we did hit bad storms around Paducah and pulled off the road for a few hours. When they had passed (and Paul had slept), we continued on our journey.
One of the landmarks we look for on every trip to KC is the Arch in Saint Louis. It marks the beginning of the end of the trip. We stopped there with our older kids several years ago, and Paul decided on a whim to take the younger kids there. They were so excited!
At the bottom of the Arch is a museum about the West and about how the Arch was built. It was very interesting and Sam was thrilled to see names and hear stories about people he had learned about in history this year.
They were amazed at the size of this buffalo.
So only Sam, Ben and Dad went up to the top of the Arch. I really had no desire to do so and Anna went up several years ago and didn't want to either. So we waited at the bottom with Emma.
The view from the top.
Apparently when Paul picked him up and put him up here to see out, he thought he was going down and responded to that effect. Paul still has the scars.
The river was flooded.
She was all about the snacks.
We left the Arch and drove the last 4 hours to Grandma and Grandpa's house and arrived just in time for dinner. We were so happy to be there and done with the trip!
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