We park at my office and walk to the convention center. Along the way these mannequins judge us.
Middle Daughter and I arrive early to pick up everyone's passes. There is a line.
Totally awesome Dalek cosplay.
A pair of Tens and Bad Wolf Rose.
The convention isn't open yet, so we have second breakfast.
The line to get into the exhibit halls. It I very humid, so I decide to wait inside.
Obligatory DITL public bathroom selfie. My hair was straight when I left home. Hair damage control becomes a theme of the day.
I am the Mark Spitz of convention badges. (Those of you who aren't older than dirt can substitute Michael Phelps)
Middle Daughter is excited at the thought of meeting James Marsters.
He is very, very nice.
The rest of the family shows up. We geek out over the S.H.I.E.L.D. car.
Oldest Daughter and I take a Foxtrot class.
Even Lego Thor is handsome. Lego Wonder Woman looks like she has cellulite.
We walk through the park to get back to our car.
We get to the diner just in time to finish the cheese fries.
Middle Daughter pretends to be horrified at the thought of ordering vegetables.
Husband checks the Day Two schedule. And then I'm too tired to take any more pictures.