We hit the pavement hard our first full day in Washington D.C. ...maybe a little too hard, which left the kids begging for less time "viewing" D.C. and more time "rooming" in D.C. But since I am the keeper of the Toad family history, and the kids are too young to have a lasting memory of the trip, they will have to believe what they read on the blog, which is they had a FANTASTIC time. No distance was too far, no line was too long, no oppressive heat could keep them down. They simply just couldn't get enough. So here is what we packed in on day 2.
First up: White house tour, scored by Pops through Senator Scott Brown's office.
We could have stayed all day in the gorgeous mansion, admiring the vibrant green, blue and red rooms, twirling in the East Room, imagining our fancy feast at a State dinner, sucking in the revitalizing AC. But we had stuff to see so we majestically promenaded out the front door,
back into the sauna!
And can you believe it? We waltzed straight into Uncle Brian and Aunt Jenny. It was a serendipitous meeting, we weren't planning on seeing them until later!
It really rallied our spirits.
But we soon parted, they to Ford's Theatre and us to the Air and Space Museum.
Our kind of heaven.
Even Little Chief got untethered to enjoy the moment.
Next stop, the Botanical Garden. A little something for the girls.
I'm not going to lie. At this point we were all had melted into little sticky puddles on the Mall. Pops procured some Gatorade that revitalized us. Abz was restored to her dancing nymph self.
You can only drudge past the carousel so many times before it is imperative to take a spin.
And since the youngest Toads were so well rested, we took the opportunity to join Uncle Brian and Aunt Jenny to pay a visit to the National Archives. No photography is allowed, but the image of the Declaration of Independence, Constitution and the Bill of Rights is burned into our memory, right kids?
First up: White house tour, scored by Pops through Senator Scott Brown's office.
We could have stayed all day in the gorgeous mansion, admiring the vibrant green, blue and red rooms, twirling in the East Room, imagining our fancy feast at a State dinner, sucking in the revitalizing AC. But we had stuff to see so we majestically promenaded out the front door,back into the sauna!
And can you believe it? We waltzed straight into Uncle Brian and Aunt Jenny. It was a serendipitous meeting, we weren't planning on seeing them until later!It really rallied our spirits.
But we soon parted, they to Ford's Theatre and us to the Air and Space Museum.
Our kind of heaven.
Even Little Chief got untethered to enjoy the moment.
Next stop, the Botanical Garden. A little something for the girls.
I'm not going to lie. At this point we were all had melted into little sticky puddles on the Mall. Pops procured some Gatorade that revitalized us. Abz was restored to her dancing nymph self.
You can only drudge past the carousel so many times before it is imperative to take a spin.
And since the youngest Toads were so well rested, we took the opportunity to join Uncle Brian and Aunt Jenny to pay a visit to the National Archives. No photography is allowed, but the image of the Declaration of Independence, Constitution and the Bill of Rights is burned into our memory, right kids?
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