There was a beautiful, very long set of stairs leading to the National Museum of Art. For some reason, we always raced up them. The kids were very dramatic in their weariness after we reached the top.
Basia took this picture of
Brishen and me in one of the garden areas in the National Museum of Art. I would have liked several more (and maybe kid-free) hours in that museum. Basia was a bit sick of museums by the time we got there and a bit tired overall. She would lounge on the couches in the middle of each room as
Brishen and I viewed the artwork.
Brishen was pleased to recognize names and works of art that he had read about in school.
It didn't surprise anyone that Basia was a fan of the Air and Space Museum. It was hard to pull the kids away from the various exhibits that let them practice their virtual flying skills.
Brishen enjoyed watching for the type of plain his grandfather flew during WWII.
Here they are in the WWII exhibit with the Washington Monument in the background. This particular monument was built since we left, so it was the first time any of us got to see it. There was a large group of veterans viewing it with us, which was nice.
We waited in front of the Capitol for Jon to finish a meeting nearby. It's definitely a nice place to wait!
This was also at the WWII Memorial. Each state was represented, but we could never figure out in what sort of order they were. We finally found New Mexico.
We waited out a rainstorm at the Lincoln Monument. Basia had learned about Lincoln previously, so she got really excited any time she spotted him.
Brishen had very recently studied the American Civil War in school and had just memorized most of The Gettysburg Address, so he was pleased to see Lincoln, as well.
It's springtime. There were tons of little families like this in the reflecting pool. Basia wanted to keep one.
Basia searched for really short names to sound out on the Vietnam Wall.
We found this guy near the entry of the African Art Museum. We were told that we arrived just in time to see him do the dance he only performs three times a day. Basia was a little afraid that he would start chasing her, but he didn't and we enjoyed the museum even if a lady set off an alarm by crossing a
barrier line and then left the room so it looked like we did it.
Basia loves
meercats and found this exhibit to be the most fascinating at the National Zoo. She really did not want to leave and she still wishes that she brought her toy
meercats to introduce to the live ones.
Here are the kids at the Natural History Museum. Jon and Grandma took them there while I went to the Holocaust Museum on my own.
Here they are with FDR.
Brishen and Basia tried to look statuesque at one of the other art museums.
I just
couldn't resist taking (and posting) a picture of the puffy shirt. I really wanted to see the First Ladies exhibit at the Museum of American History, but the line was way too long. I settled for the puffy shirt.
There was a beautiful, very long set of stairs leading to the National Museum of Art. For some reason, we always raced up them. The kids were very dramatic in their weariness after we reached the top.
Basia took this picture of Brishen and me in one of the garden areas in the National Museum of Art. I would have liked several more (and maybe kid-free) hours in that museum. Basia was a bit sick of museums by the time we got there and a bit tired overall. She would lounge on the couches in the middle of each room as Brishen and I viewed the artwork. Brishen was pleased to recognize names and works of art that he had read about in school.
It didn't surprise anyone that Basia was a fan of the Air and Space Museum. It was hard to pull the kids away from the various exhibits that let them practice their virtual flying skills. Brishen enjoyed watching for the type of plain his grandfather flew during WWII.
Here they are in the WWII exhibit with the Washington Monument in the background. This particular monument was built since we left, so it was the first time any of us got to see it. There was a large group of veterans viewing it with us, which was nice.
We waited in front of the Capitol for Jon to finish a meeting nearby. It's definitely a nice place to wait!
This was also at the WWII Memorial. Each state was represented, but we could never figure out in what sort of order they were. We finally found New Mexico.
We waited out a rainstorm at the Lincoln Monument. Basia had learned about Lincoln previously, so she got really excited any time she spotted him. Brishen had very recently studied the American Civil War in school and had just memorized most of The Gettysburg Address, so he was pleased to see Lincoln, as well.
It's springtime. There were tons of little families like this in the reflecting pool. Basia wanted to keep one.
Basia searched for really short names to sound out on the Vietnam Wall.
We found this guy near the entry of the African Art Museum. We were told that we arrived just in time to see him do the dance he only performs three times a day. Basia was a little afraid that he would start chasing her, but he didn't and we enjoyed the museum even if a lady set off an alarm by crossing a barrier line and then left the room so it looked like we did it.
Basia loves meercats and found this exhibit to be the most fascinating at the National Zoo. She really did not want to leave and she still wishes that she brought her toy meercats to introduce to the live ones.
Here are the kids at the Natural History Museum. Jon and Grandma took them there while I went to the Holocaust Museum on my own.
Here they are with FDR.
Brishen and Basia tried to look statuesque at one of the other art museums.
I just couldn't resist taking (and posting) a picture of the puffy shirt. I really wanted to see the First Ladies exhibit at the Museum of American History, but the line was way too long. I settled for the puffy shirt.
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