It's not just a Noah thing.
It's a Mills family obsession.
T is for Twins
F is for Friends
Studying...
...her fingernails.
Mom, look! You are about to see... the amazing flying Clayton.
You want a turn?
No thanks. I'm on vacation.
For some, lunch is a highlight; to others, a necessary intermission. (And to others, a chance to talk with their mouths full.)
Eventually, we will get there...
We must have Faith.
The Tourist
The Kamikaze
*looks skeptical* Carmen, I'm not sure many people know what a Kamikaze is. Of course, if you'd link to Dictionary.com again...
He reminds me of myself. I have that tendency to stick my chin in the air for photos too.
Okay, analyze my chin if you must.
Lots of chins and nice big grins.
The climb ahead of us is not for the faint of heart, we know; yet we turn down the chairs' invitation. We keep going.
Lady Liberty gave us a good reception.
As well as a good view.
Naomi aids and abets Clayton in the frightening of parents.
Go, sailboat, go! Faster.
Hannah Grace Mills I :)
We mob the revolving doors. Such novelties!
A bird's water fountain.
Yawns are contagious. Just looking at this photo made me yawn. Three different times.
Smile replaces yawn.
Five Fine Females
Wrong arm, Conrad.
The wind-blown thrill of a ferry ride.
All hands on deck!
Terra firma at last!
Leaps for joy.
Argument of the day: Are they standard-sized tennis balls?
The random people pictures begin.
I like taking random people pictures but...
...when someone looks up, just as I snap, with that startled, frozen, glazed expression, it's enough to kill my photographic ardor.
Nothing can kill Mom's ardor; not even a long day that's not yet over.
Characters - all three.
All the people not pictured were "too mature" to be seen in such company.
The competition never ceases.
Conrad grapples with a bit of Luke's trivia.
Just to prove that we can ask hard questions too. :-)
A big "thank you" to our capable waitress.
And a bigger "THANK YOU" to the various public - I assume they were public - electrical outlets, without which this post would have been impossible.
It's a standing invitation.
Or is it? Does the invitation still stand? Does it?
There was a young man at Devizes, 
It took a good eye and a steady hand (not a big ear) to win that ribbon.
I'm curious what all these people who get blue are supposed to do? Get blue? At the risk of sounding unpatriotic, I admit that the Canadian method (first gets red and second gets blue) makes more sense. After all, if you only come in second, you might have something to feel blue about.
Dilettantes or connoisseurs?
Either way, if I were a cake, I would be shivering under my icing: these folks know how to pick cakes apart.
Is there anyone who doesn't think we should go that direction?
So much color - local color.
On display...
...packed away...
...time to add up all the pay.
