Say hello to one of my lifelong dreams!
When we arrived in Venice, we had been traveling for roughly twenty-four hours. I was too excited and guilt-ridden to sleep much on the plane or the train and my husband just doesn't sleep much anyway, so when we arrived in Venice, we were both starry-eyed and hungry. Which means that, as soon as we found our apartment, we changed our clothes, counted our money, and rushed out the door to eat pizza.
Then we called Max and, afterwards, started strolling around alleyways with the rest of the Chandler fam. Little H kicked the entire time (maybe he likes pizza?) and his parents took several hundred photographs. Here's a few!
P.S. A huge shout to my main man! He just scored a full-time job at the University of Arkansas in Human Resources, a task that has been extremely difficult (it's taken nearly a year!) and will be ridiculously beneficial for our little fam of (almost!) four. I mean, ninety percent off tuition? We dig.
Thanks for being awesome, lover.