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London 3

Mom, Dad and Lauren







Old city wall which dates back to the Roman Empire.

A Bobby! How cool is that?

Big Ben, which was renamed to Elizabeth Tower last year in honor of the Queen's reign.



Jackson, Jessica, and Nate in front of Westminster Abbey.



Jackson. This adorable kid slept in his stroller like a champ despite the excessive temperatures and craziness around him.

Grammy & Jackson.

The crew on the River cruise over the Thames.

London Bridge. The original London bridge is in the U.S.--Lake Havasu.

Tower of London, which was at one time a Palace, Jail and now displays the Crown Jewels--all the crowns/septers from previous kings/queens.



Luke and Mya at Wagamama. I didn't find much food that I loved in London, but Wagamama was the best. I enjoyed the Chicken Pad Thai. Mya enjoyed a buffet. Luckily, she has cousins who are sweet enough to accommodate her  begging ways ;)

This is what I get from Mya when I tell her to smile. Oh this kid!

Jess, Nate and Jackson.





Chris and Claire.
Mya and Olivia.


Chillin' in the Tower of London.




This is where the Crown Jewels are kept. It was about a 45 minute wait to get inside.





Phil, Lisa, Olivia, Luke and Ava.

Jessica, Nate and Jackson.

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April said…
Great photos! I've barely touched my camera this summer, and the blog is suffering the consequences. Hope all is well as you all adjust back to the school year! Love and miss you guys!

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