Farewell to Discovery

 Today we watched the space shuttle Discovery on its final flight. Piggybacked on a jumbo jet, the spacecraft circled the Washington, D.C. area a few times so we could bid it, and the space shuttle program, farewell.

A couple of weeks ago I mentioned to Ethan that the newly-retired shuttle would be making a fly-over. Every morning since then, he has asked if that day was day of the flight. This morning I gave him the option to go to preschool instead of seeing the shuttle. He loves preschool but he wasn't about to pass this up. I, too, was looking forward to this. I can't necessarily call myself a space nerd, but, as discussed here before, I am fascinated by the what lies beyond this world, beyond my comprehension.

So we braved the traffic and crowds at Gravelly Point (our go-to plane-watching spot adjacent to Reagan National Airport) in order to partake in that historic moment.

Oh, and here's a gratuitous photo of my crazy floral jeans. On the days I wear these, I have to really talk myself into it. :-)

Made my day

Yesterday morning, I checked my blog to see if my last post had worked and I was shocked to find a fabulous new header at the top of my blog. Apparently last night, my sister signed into my blog and replaced it! I love it so much that I have checked my blog about 100 times today. Thanks Kenz, you made my day!

In other news, I finally downloaded some photos off of my phone onto the computer and now you all must suffer... the next few posts might be loaded with semi-fuzzy photos from the past few months.

Ruby loves to swing and she doesn't care who knows it.

Ethan trained to become a Jedi warrior at the last birthday party he attended (my friend Catherine made Jedi robes and light sabers for all the boys at the party) but if you ask him, he will tell you that he is "Dark Vader." I honestly did not tell him to pose like this for the photo.