Uncle Rex

I'm afraid we've been a bit spoiled these past few months. Not only did we smother get a visit from Katie last month, but my older (and wiser) brother, Rex, had some bid-nezz is DC last week; so we smothered got him too! For a few days anyway...

Here's a taste of the fun we had.

We laughed, we talked, we played "what animal am I thinking of" about a bagillion times, we went to the Asian market, we stuffed ourselves with Korean barbecue, we played board games, we braved the frigid tempetures and wandered along the harbor, we went to the amazing Air and Space Museum, we played the Wii, we wrestled...well, they wrestled, and we played on Rex's iphone. A LOT.

I was so impressed with how great of an uncle Rex was. He was so fun with the kids and they just adore him. He had us laughing the entire weekend. I woke up in the morning to the sound of him and the kids laughing hysterically {and it made me happy}.

London and Rex are now BFF's. She'd be sitting on the couch and give it a little pat, inviting Rex to come sit down by her.

Rex also helped us break in my new FUNNEL CAKE MAKER that I got for Christmas!

Did you hear that?! HaHa! I no longer have to wait for some sleezy carnival to come to town or scout out creepy food stands in search of my favoritest indulgence. Now I can have funnel cake whenever I want! Scratch that... I just started a Biggest Loser competition and I can't have any junk for 6 weeks. But THEN I can have all the funnel cake I want!

[Downtown B'more]

For some mysterious reason, Rex's pockets seemed to work much better than the kids'.

He was nice enough to share.

That's the Enola Gay behind us there. Can you believe it?! I was a bit star struck, myself.

We went to the Air and Space Museum down by the Dulles airport. We were told it was better than the Smithsonian and although I'm not sure if this is true, it sure didn't disappoint.

I've never been much for mechanics so I couldn't tell you all about the models or the engine power or whatever else all those numbers mean. But I can tell you they were really cool. Does that help? I especially loved the little old school planes; but I just don't know how anyone felt comfortable flying in those rickety little things.

Andy and London reading all about his favorite plane when he was little

Ah man, do we have a hard time saying goodbye. We cried the whole way home from the airport (again). What can I say, we Johnson's love and we love fiercely. Thanks for the fun Rex! We love you! Now.....whose next?