Washington DC

Bright and early the morning after the kids got out of school and Charlie had a piano recital, we headed to the airport for a trip to DC with all of the Hirschman’s. I learned quite a bit about our country, our history, walking many blocks daily, riding the subway, and sweating profusely. We had some tours, but really we had our own personal tour guide by the name of Charles Hirschman. And so we all followed our fearless leader who, by the way, has more energy than anyone I know, and did about one months worth of sight-seeing in one week. It was amazing, beautiful, fascinating, exhausting and extremely educational all in one. If I were asked my favorite part, I’m not sure I could narrow it down to just one thing. But one of my faves has to be walking through the Museum of Native American History while Coleman held my hand the entire way explaining absolutely everything he had learned about the Native Americans in school this past year. 1. He never wants to hold my hand. 2. I had know idea how much information that little brain of his had stored. Yes, it was a grand time and it took me about a week to recover. Much thanks to my amazing in-laws for making this trip so special…and for holding the kids on their shoulders when I didn’t want to. This is only a small little glimpse…    
Mapping out day one                                   Josie and Aunt Sarah ready to go    
                                                                  This was Judah’s favorite place to be          
The closest we could get to the White House      Coleman’s hot and tired        
One of the highlights for Charlie       Sarah, Andy, Charles and Josie
The Metro     
IMAX with Uncle Edmund and Aunt Sarah                    
The reflecting pool was under construction      Josie and her Auntie
SAD!    
                                                                    Granny and Josie are sleepy…        
Ford’s Theatre – where Lincoln was shot    
Thoughts on life    
Four little loves of my life