Detour: New Orleans

On the way home from our beach trip, we decided to make a detour to New Orleans. It wasn't too far out of the way, and Cody had never seen New Orleans (and apparently Kyler hadn't either). Even Duma got to strut her stuff on the streets of The French Quarter, and Kyler got to (accidently) see Bourbon Street (ear muffs and eye blinders!).

Despite being attacked by pigeons and exposing our son to a few too many belligerent groups of "Bachelor Partiers" shouting obscenities about marriage, we had a great time. I'm glad Cody got to experience New Orleans and Kyler was serenaded by a live jazz band.