|Suitcase. Check. Purse. Check. Diaper Bag. Check. Stroller and kid. Check. Bump. Check.|
We made it to the gate with minimal time before boarding (all part of the grand scheme) and waited to get on the 1 hour and 34 minute flight to St. Louis. Someone got a little antsy and wanted to walk down the jetway and thankfully a sweet woman saw me and offered to bring my luggage down to gate check. She even offered to sit in my row and give the
unlucky person next to us her seat (see, there still are good people in the world). But as luck would have it, there was NO one assigned in the seat next to us, so she returned to her seat and we had the whole row to ourselves. #winning again.
We hung out at a soccer game and then… wait for this, went to a Drag restaurant. This was a complete mistake, as the restaurant we were supposed to go to was out of BBQ (didn’t even know that happened but apparently it does). Hamburger Mary’s, thank you for an experience we will never forget. And sorry Nolan, you accidentally attended Drag Queen Karaoke before the age of 2.
|Climbing in the ceiling at the City Museum|
|Riding the train in Toddler Town at the City Museum|
|Fun at the Arch|
|Brunch at The Wildflower|
|Photo booth fun|
|This is the hardest part…|
|Our last kiss for 67 days…|
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