One of our family Summer trips was to San Antonio.
Since we had our grandsons with us a trip to the Zoo was on the list of things we love to do in S.A. with kids. My maternal grandparents lived in S.A when I was growing up, so the zoo is a fond memory for me.
Mary Beth, sleeping Ben, Ryan and Jackson. I wish I could say M.B. is holding an umbrella because it was raining, but it was to shield Ben from the harsh Texas sun.
We ended the Zoo trip with a ride on the train. I remember riding the train many times. My parents even filmed us as we rode along. I need to find those and show my kids.
Jackson was sat on the train like such a big boy. I had forgotten there was a tunnel. A dark tunnel. As soon as we entered memories of being scared in this tunnel came flooding back to me. I quickly looked at Jackson to see what his reaction was, he was just sitting there frozen. We made it out, and I felt a sigh of relief he was so brave.
Baby Ben even enjoyed the ride.
So, so sweet.
We went down to the River Walk (or Wiver Walk) that night.
A little advice. Do not go on Friday night. This is the only picture we took because there were a million people crowded on the side walks. If you have been there, you know one side of each walkway is the river. A million people, a river, two babies and 150 degree temps. A recipe for disaster. After waiting over an hour to be seated at one of the restaurants, we left , drove through Wendy's and ate at the hotel.