I know I've written about Brian's penchant to just decide we're going to go on an adventure spur of the moment before. He had Monday off from work because of Veteran's Day, but the littles had school. After he brought them home from school, he announced we would have an afternoon adventure. I thought about all the stitching I needed to be doing, all the laundry, all the cleaning. And I almost sat the adventure out. But I knew I'd regret it. And I would have!
We all packed into the car and headed to St. Louis to go visit the arch. Brian and I had been before, years ago when we were passing through the area. But we had never taken the littles, despite them always being so excited to see it whenever we're near the city. We had never told them that you could go up to the top of the arch, but once we clued them in, they were all for it! Fletcher especially was excited, racing forward along the path to the arch, and circling back to us. Rowan strolled along, eating a snack, and not understanding the urgency.