This past weekend Elliot and I made the trip up I-95 to do a little house hunting with Daddy. We saw lots of houses and Elliot was such a good boy! He listened to Mommy and Daddy, he didn't touch anything that didn't belong to him, and he only had one little melt down (it was over having to say good-bye to a cat).
Between house hunting we took breaks to drink milk shakes, color on kids menus, and ride the elevator in the hotel.
I think riding the elevator was his favorite part of the trip. It didn't hurt that we stayed on the 8th floor (8 is his favorite number or at least one of the numbers he knows by sight).
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