We finally met Oliver (ces yeux!) Like most of the kids in Brooklyn, he is way better dressed than Horace. NYC was a blur.
We decompressed with a visit to
Antietam. Hugh spoke of troop movements. We all meandered in the sun.
In western Maryland, Horace had his first Happy Meal.
We further indulged Hugh's interest in American history at Mt. Vernon.
But mostly we relaxed at halmoni and halabogi's house.
And we ventured into DC. 14th Street is looking tony.
Nate and Horace were at odds, but Grace is an excellent referee.
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