Early Friday morning, we loaded the girls in the car and drove down to the airport to catch a commuter train into D.C.'s Union Station. As we waited for the train to arrive, we smashed ourselves in a corner, trying to dodge the All Business Commuters Who Only Wear Black and Do Not Smile, all the while stuffing Nilla wafers in the girls' mouths to try to keep them from shrieking too much and grabbing more candy from the snack vendor. We ignored the scowls we got from the rows of people all tapping away on their laptops and looking Very Important and Very Busy and Very Annoyed.
From Union Station, we switched to the Metro (WHY? Can't we just call it the SUBWAY?) red line, and then to the Metro orange or blue line--all the while toting two kids, a stroller, two backpacks, four coats, 8 gloves and more snack food than should be humanly possible to consume in one day up and down elevators, escalators and walking what seemed like miles through various stations.
We spent a few hours in the Smithsonian Natural History Museum, where Becca fell down a short flight of stairs and my camera fell off the shelf onto the tiled bathroom floor (only the lens filter broke, THANK GOD). We saw the dinosaurs, the mammals, the butterfly exhibit and the gems and minerals. Watching Taylor take everything in was really the best part. She was so excited and was really looking at the exhibits. Becca was busy eating all the snacks and falling down stairs. We had lunch in the museum and then headed outside to walk around a few of the monuments. I had never seen the World War 2 Memorial before. It was really touching.
The White House is behind Taylor's elbow. She had just learned about presidents at her preschool for President's Day, so seeing these places really got her excited.
Becca, on the other hand, was not too excited.
After about 2 miles of walking, with Taylor ON Meg's shoulders, we asked where the nearest Metro station was. "Nine blocks that way," we were told. Meg said, "We're getting a cab." Ahhhhhh....that was a relief. It just dropped us off at Union Station and we caught a train back. Though, I really wish someone could explain how it is illegal for children not to be in carseats in their own private vehicles, but in a cab they can just run around in the backseat? Really?
I don't think I have had to entertain Becca for more than 2 seconds this entire week. I wanted to adopt Taylor and just keep her here all the time as a permanent unpaid entertainer for my kid! Her mom wouldn't leave her, though. Maybe because she is so cute!
Yesterday we didn't leave the house, or our pajamas! Meg made us yummy fish tacos. Then, unfortunately they had to go home this morning while Becca and I cried into our morning juice, wishing we could get on that plane back to Austin with them. But, we didn't because John was supposed to come home this afternoon. Not ten minutes after Becca and I got home, he called and said his trip got extended until late tomorrow night. I WISH I had just gotten on that plane to Austin. We are REALLY in withdrawal mode now. I guess we'll just go take a nap. Well, first I'm going to eat a giant plate of cheese grits.