I had never been to Washington DC before. It's a beautiful city. The architecture is amazing. The city is easy to navigate. And the sense of place and history and connection humbled me on more than one occasion.
The boys are at the perfect age to visit. We didn't do much preparation in the way of research before our trip. Mostly, because someone else planned the intinerary for me - wooHOO - but also because I know my boys are always more inspired to seek information about something once they have a real connection to it. Beforehand, it's forced. Afterward, it's authentic.
We all had a fantastic time. Here, see for yourself.A little less than enthusiastic, but that's ok, we were just getting started. (And it was chilly.)
You can see how much Jonathan enjoyed the exhibits at the Bureau of Engraving and Printing. Um, ya.
Ok, so they didn't exactly love the
Rob wasn't angry about visiting Arlington Cemetary. Just, um, subdued. (But this was while waiting for Jonathan to catch up.)
You can see how captivated they were by the Changing of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknowns. (Please don't be offended - the ceremony hadn't started yet.)
No matter how it looks, I was not squeezing his shoulder and whispering through clenched teeth, "Smile d*mnit."
Believe it or not, behind this noncommittal expression is a giant happy grin just waiting to emerge.
In the midst of all this unbridled enthusiasm, there were a few minor humdrum moments. The Spy Museum, White House, and Capitol tours had them positively peeing in their pants, but the American Art Museum?
Not so much.
The Capitol tour was a highlight. (You'll have to take my word on that.)
Here's Jonathan, showing minor signs of glee in anticipation of the next stop...
Look - smiles!
And at the end of the day, there's nothing like some gymnastics moves on the subway to cheer up a tired 12 yr old boy touring Washington DC for 4 days straight.