We try to go to DC on Thursdays with Aunt Katie. We had perfect zoo weather. I hauled everyone to my favorite exhibits, like the giant swimming turtle.
Then a fight broke out on the climbing statue.
Will got two bug bites right on his poor face.
Climbing through the dinosaur bones at the tiger exhibit.
Smiling at my reminder of the 8 year old boy with short shorts who proclaimed himself to be "a piece of art!" and then almost knocked Andrew off the platform, making little Short Shorts a piece of something else in my book. Just kidding.
Watching the tigers. Discussion re glass shattering and parental and tiger reaction.
Will roared when the lions and tigers roared (or whatever noise it is that tigers make, as this tiger was certainly noisy today).
Andrew: I think he is just saying somethin in tiger language!"
Lunch from Vace's on the National Cathedral grounds.
Will crawled down the hill and Andrew tried to ride the stroller down.
"I love you so much, Mom."
The boys forwent reverence inside the Cathedral for shrieking so as to hear their echos. Will, too. His shrieks perfectly imitated Andrew's.
Two sleeping boys on the ride home = only one sleeping boy (Will) tonight.