Pleasantville U.S.A.

Figuratively and literally. We headed over to a tiny town called Pleasantville one night to eat at a little family owned restaurant that had delicious onion rings. From the looks of it, you really felt like you were in "Pleasantville". My mom took the 1st couple pics on her phone outside the restaurant. The later two are kind of bad quality because they had such bad shadows, but they are the only pics we got of all four of us. We were going to take some before heading out to dinner, but we ended up not being able to because we were too busy spending forty five minutes looking for our keys. We even had someone come open the car for us, with no luck of them being in there. Finally as we were at least going to load the car seats into my parents car and head to dinner anyways, we were walking out the door as I grabbed a rather heavy fruit snack box that was on the kitchen table after being emptied out of our pool bag. I turned the box upside down and clank, there they were. Right there, over looked at least 50 times. Oh well.

I wonder how we will take family pics with a new one in the picture?! Someone will have to man two at the same time or we will all have to squat to Hannah's level I guess. =) Can't wait to figure it out!