We just returned from a short trip to Cincinnati. Although this is technically not our first vacation as a trio, it sort of felt like it, as this was the first that Marshall was old enough to be able to voice an opinion about what we spent our time doing. It was also our first time away from home that he actually slept well, which made it a much more relaxing, restful trip for Jon and me. We spent our days exploring museums, the aquarium, and playing and swimming at the hotel. We spent the evenings lounging in our pajamas and watching Netflix. It was the perfect little getaway. Just what we needed to recharge our batteries.
Playing in the water while supposedly learning about glaciers at the “isameum.”
Exploring a replica of a cave. Not Marshall’s cup of tea. Note to selves – hold off on the Mammoth Cave trip.
Perhaps the only time in his life he’ll touch one of these contraptions.
Moving sand. We were surprised that he showed no apprehension before jumping in.
He could’ve played with the balls all day long.
Driving a “turkey f***.” Yeah, his pronunciation of construction truck is not improving. Possibly because he has caught onto how funny we think it is.
The water table was also a big hit with Marshall and all the other kids.
Touching a starfish! It was quite velvety.
Watching the sharks.
He loved trying to touch and kiss the fish through the glass.
Oh, the buttons. This kid could never have enough buttons.
I love seeing the wonder in his eyes and on his face.
The penguins made a lasting impression. He’s already asking to go back and see them again.
The hotel had its own exciting features…
Who is that handsome devil?
Thank you, ice, for keeping Marshall occupied for a few minutes so we could get dressed and have our coffee before embarking on the day!
Light off. Light on. Marshall do it. Two lights. Repeat. Repeat again. Welcome to my world.
Of course, he got the job of pushing the elevator buttons. So proud of himself.
We had to stop to see the lights in the floor. Then he realized he could see mommy and daddy too. Haha.
I love that sly little grin of his. He slowly made his way into the water. We had to dip our toes for a little while as we mustered up some courage.
Splashing…we’re making progress. One more step down.
Mom, are you really in the water with that expensive camera? Bad idea.
The pool eventually became his favorite place to be. “See water! Get wet!”
There’s that smile. Ah, so much fun. Can’t wait to do it again.