Christy and Cali met us in Virginia. We got in late Friday night and I got Valerie to drive us by our old apartment. It is so crazy to think that we were living there together almost 15 whole years ago. Time has gone by faster than I would like to think about really.
Saturday we got up and then checked into a hotel. Then we took the metro into the city. It was a really sunny day and it was really perfect weather. It was SO busy. I guess we aren't the only people who want to enjoy the city on a beautiful fall day. The first thing we visited was the Washington Monument. We took lots of pictures, which was the beginning of us taking a TON of pictures. It was so fun to watch Cali and Stella just take off again being the besties that they are. They were such troopers with all of the walking we made them do and I think it made it more fun when they had each other to talk and talk and talk to.
Then we started walking along the reflection pond to the Lincoln Memorial. We started getting a tad hungry and I busted out the Dove chocolate covered almonds and we had a giggle about how much Christy wanted to eat them all. I always love that walk.
After being inside the monument we went over to the side, enjoying my favorite view of the city. The light was awesome and the girls modeled a bit for me and then I started to dance. The dancing provided many awesome pictures that I hope fully express my love for the DC monuments.
Before we totally took off though I had the girls jump for some pictures. The light was insane and I knew the picture was going to be awesome. We had such a great time seeing the sights, and just as Christy's shirt proclaimed: it was a lovely day.
The next day we got a bit of a late start, but it wasn't too bad. We walked through the mall that was attached to our hotel and then went to breakfast. We also had to walk through the American Girl doll store to get to breakfast so that took a few extra minutes of admiring overpriced, beautiful dolls. Finally though, we were in the city. We headed over to the National Gallery to look at some paintings. It was Cali's first museum trip and she is a little artist so she loved it. It was fun to take Stella there again since she didn't remember her first visit. (It was four years ago!) I have never seen this museum so busy, it was crammed with people. So of course I tried to embrace it again while taking pictures. I took many I love because I don't think there is a cooler place to take pictures in the world than a museum. To start off these pictures is a comparison shot of Stella at the same spot admiring a John Singer Sargent painting:
During our visit I was trying to teach the girls a little art history. We talked about Degas and they would go into rooms and find the Monets. They picked out paintings that they liked and there were a lot of them. One of my proudest mom moments was when we were looking at a set of bridge paintings by Monet. I asked Stella to tell me about them. She said that they were the same bridge. Then I asked her if they were the same bridge then why did they all look so different and she replied: "Because he painted them at different times of day." I was like WOAH, yup, that is exactly the right answer. I don't remember ever teaching her that and she doesn't remember ever learning it. Either way, I told her she knew more about art than most seven year olds, and I'm no art expert, but I was pretty darn proud of my girl.
When it was time for our Metro ride home it was a bit of a disaster. Our Metro stop was closed for the day so we had to go to another one and go backwards to catch our train. It took about an extra half hour to catch both trains. Then when we were almost home the train announcer said the next stop was Tyson's Corner. I thought he might have said that it was the stop we were at and so I yelled out "Is this it?" And some people on the train said that yes, it was. So we jumped off fast but it took only about two seconds (just as the train doors were closing) to realize that it was NOT Tyson's Corner. So then we had to wait another ten minutes in the cold for the next train. Anyway, we made it home safe and that is all that matters, but we tried to make it fun by taking pictures of us being mad about our missed train.
My dearest Panera for dinner again, which we ate at the park, and then I think we just hung out that night...I don't really remember!
So that is the end of Part I of our DC adventure. So many beautiful pictures and such fun memories came back to me as I worked on this post. I am so beyond grateful that Christy and I were made last-minute companions way back when. It is so special to me that we still have such a close relationship and that our husbands let us go on this adventure together so that we can always have such great memories of visiting DC. Of course, the way I marched my little foot injured friend around, I am not sure she'll go on another trip with me again, but I sure hope she does.