Monday was a fun filled day for me and the two older boys. We ditched Daddy (ill) and Ben (too much work) and went to D.C. I gave the boys the choice between going to the Natural History Museum to see the dinosaurs and the Air and Space Museum to the space ships. Space won out. So we hopped on the Metro and traveled into the District. Since Nana works at GWU, we took a little detour to stop by and see her and honor her with the chance to take us out to lunch. Lucky woman.
Michael got a chance to check out what it is like to be an Office Manager. Doesn't look too hard, does it?
Then we headed to the most kid-friendly restaurant we could find, TGI Friday's, for lunch. This is what happens when you arm a 4-year-old with a knife and it takes more than 5 minutes to bring food to the table:
Fueled up on pasta, fries and soda, we hopped back on the Metro and went to the museum. Us and half of the world's tourists. The boys loved the huge rockets and old spacecrafts. And Josh enjoyed posing with his jaw dropped in awe so we could all remember how impressed he was with them.
Again, Josh was awed. And Michael enjoyed showing off his belly. I lose a little bit of control of them when I am behind the camera.
Aside from the humongous rockets, we love this museum because of all the hands on activities and experiments that are accessible to the kids. They even got to climb in the cockpit of this plane.
After about two and a half hours at the museum, the boys were done. Feet were hurting, legs were hurting and mouths were whining. So, they collapsed in front of these pictures of the planets for one last photo and we went home.
Again, Josh was awed. And Michael enjoyed showing off his belly. I lose a little bit of control of them when I am behind the camera.
Aside from the humongous rockets, we love this museum because of all the hands on activities and experiments that are accessible to the kids. They even got to climb in the cockpit of this plane.
After about two and a half hours at the museum, the boys were done. Feet were hurting, legs were hurting and mouths were whining. So, they collapsed in front of these pictures of the planets for one last photo and we went home.
Of course, leaving D.C. is never a simple process. After locating the nearest entrance of the nearest Metro station, we had a 45 minute ride back to our car. The Metro train had no air-conditioning. I think that might be against the Geneva Conventions. All I can say is, it wasn't pretty. Getting off the train into the hot and humid Virginia weather was a relief. But, we made it home and hopefully the boys have great memories.
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