When you’re a mom, a “vacation” isn’t really a vacation…it’s just doing everything you always do somewhere else. Tack on taking our very short summer vacation to Pittsburgh…well, Pittsburgh isn’t anyone’s idea of a vacation spot. But my littlest Pittsburgh native was delighted to be “home”. Of course Ed was happy to be home. Emry always loves to travel…and Ellyson didn’t know the difference. The fact that I didn’t get screamed at as I had on our last visit…we’ll call the trip a success!
(For those of you who have no idea what this is: it’s where the Monongahela River meets the Allegheny River to form the Ohio River. It’s also where Pittsburgh started as “Fort Pitt”.)
On top of Mt. Washington with the Pittsburgh skyline behind us.
Emry eating a sandwich at Ed’s favorite Pittsburgh spot: Primanti Brother’s.
(For those of you who are possibly thinking what I first thought when Ed would tell me about his days spent at the “Strip District” it is not referring to strip clubs. It was actually a strip of warehouses. When Ed would waste time down there he was usually trying to kill himself with motorcycles and fast cars. When we lived there it was falling apart. Today it’s been “revitalized” and looks quite hipster.)
(Missing is Caley, the eldest, who was at band practice.)
Ed with his mom and younger brother David.
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