When we lived back in DC, we loved the Spring. You generally had nice 70s degree type weather. Humidity was obviously higher than in Utah, but it was bearable (Summer was often not bearable...nothing more fun than taking the Metro standing next to smelly sweaty men...and then showing up at work already dripping sweat and its only 8:30am). I have seen more than my share of 55 year old men wearing sweat stained business shirts to last me a lifetime.


Brodi would come downtown to pick me up and we would leave my work and walk over to the Mall and go jogging (pushing Carter in the stroller). It was pretty cool to be able to see the Capital, Washington Monument, etc. Those were Good times, good times.
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I love that little (big) bald noggin.
-bro
Short shorts and shirtless? Oh by the way, I hate to tell you this but the for sale sign on our house is going up soon.
-Amy
My sister is living in D.C. right now. She goes gaga over the cherry blossoms. I'm a more than a little jealous, considering my yard is not blooming yet.
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