March 19, 2000. My terrific Uncle Marc checks out my mighty grip. Not bad for a couple of weeks old, do you think? |
My Aunt Deb. Prichard has to hold me. Just like all the others. |
This grin and laugh is for my funny Uncle Marc. |
Well, now that I have my cap and other necessities, lets get this tour underway. |
Mom and Aunt Deb are enjoying the cherry blossoms at the Thomas Jefferson's Memorial. He is our 1st cousin, you know. |
Uncle Marc and Aunt Deb look great with the Memorial in the background. |
Of course, you have to have the Washington Monument in at least one of your visit shots. Here, my Grandmother Prichard joins us. |
The cherry blossoms were in full bloom as you can see. Grandmother Prichard and Uncle Marc just enjoyed the ambiance. |
You can see by this one that the tour guide was pooped by the end of the afternoon. |
My work was not over. The next day, Mom and I drove Uncle Marc and Aunt Deb to the airport. Sure hated to see them leave. |