Wednesday morning we woke up to reports that congressmen had been shot at a baseball practice in the same town as our hotel! We decided not to be afraid and headed out into the city anyway. We did a mad dash through the Smithsonian Natural History Museum and a slightly less mad dash through the American History Museum.
These beautiful gems were a highlight for everyone.
The Logan Sapphire is the 2nd largest blue sapphire in the world. It is 2 1/2 inches long and 1 3/4 inches wide. 423 carats!!!
The Burmese Ruby and Diamond Bracelet
We saw the Hope Diamond too but honestly it was not that exciting in the museum.
This picture I found online actually makes it look pretty, don’t you agree, Alli?
The American History Museum is full of artifacts from our history. Here are just a few I liked:
Indiana Jones hat and whip
To remind you why these are significant at our house see here:
The hat Lincoln wore the night he was shot
The Presidents section was very cool.
But I was shocked to find the exhibit of the First Ladys’ gowns was also really cool. They had one from every first lady.
Martha Washington
Mary Lincoln
They even had a sun stone from the Nauvoo Temple!
I wish we had been able to spend more time in the Smithsonians, but we had a tour scheduled at Ford’s Theatre we did not want to miss.
Took this picture in the middle of Pennsylvania Ave. on our walk.
This one is much better and a lot closer.
Ford’s Theatre was one of my favorite things on this trip. I’ve always been fascinated with the story of this place. Our tour guide was amazing and made the whole story come alive. Cade and Alli loved it too. My pictures were terrible so here are some better ones.
It was fascinating to see the door Booth used to get into the box. And to walk up the very stairs they carried Lincoln down after he was shot.
Such a tiny gun to kill such a great man. They have this on display there.
Across the street is the Peterson House where Lincoln actually died. This is said to be the most accurate drawing of that night.
Alli and I were a little disappointed we did not get to see the blood stained pillow he died on, but in writing this blog post I discovered that it WAS there!!! It just wasn’t in the room with the bed and so we missed it somehow. So here ya go, Alli.
As you walk out of the Peterson House you go down this winding staircase.
Can you guess what the books are about?
All the books ever written about Lincoln! The sheer volume is mind boggling.
After Ford’s Theatre, Alli decided to hit the Smithsonians some more while the rest of us went to the Nationals baseball game. I was not very excited about this event beforehand, but it was actually pretty fun! The subway was a sea of red-people dressed up for the game. The Nationals are my kind of baseball team. It’s all about America, lots of national pride goin on. The mascot is a bald eagle and they have the “Running President’s Race” every game starring these American presidents:
And everything is red, white and blue!
These cute ladies sat in front of us. I just had to take a picture.
They were giving out free tank tops at the game and Cade, who was sure he would die from the heat and humidity in D.C. put his on right away. This boy, who LOVES baseball, was determined to stay for the entire game. The moms were not too keen on that idea. We were fine giving everyone a taste of the game, but baseball is a very long game and we didn’t want to deal with drunk crowds at the end. I was gearing up for a fight with Cade about it, but the sun did my fighting for me. For a few hours it was cool and pleasant where we were sitting, but then the sun moved and it got really hot again. All the kids were happy to leave before the end of the game thanks to the heat.
I never did hear if the Nationals won or not. That’s how into baseball I am. But with a team like that, I could maybe convert. It was fun to experience the great American pastime with so much patriotism.
On our last day in D.C. we went to the National History Day Award Ceremony. This was THREE HOURS LONG! But seeing as how I’d missed the first two award ceremonies here in Idaho, I suffered through this one in silence. Idaho didn’t win any awards, but it was exciting and tense for the boys to wait and hope. They all handled the loss very gracefully. And were thrilled to have just gotten the chance to compete. The highlight of the award ceremony was the parade at the beginning where all the kids marched around the floor of the auditorium. Cade was even on the jumbotron!
Our flight home that afternoon was pretty uneventful, though we did have to run very fast to make our connection in Phoenix. The kids all enjoyed the moving walkways and I have to admit they came in handy as we were running for our lives down the terminals.
A few last general thoughts and details about the trip.
The subway was so much easier to tackle for Alli and I with our experience in the New York City subways. However, there was one entrance that always gave everyone trouble. The card reader was so finicky that every single one of us had trouble at some point and the big black dude with the yellow vest sitting in the booth would have to come out and tell us we were doing it wrong. I made the mistake of teasing him about his faulty turn style before I had any trouble myself. And sure enough the next time we came through he was there and I had trouble. We got into a little face off that I think made the other moms a little nervous. I was just joking around and he was too… I think.
The subways and crowds did freak the other moms out quite a bit, however. They both had a younger child in addition to their middle schooler and were worried about getting separated. They made me look like the “Free Range Kid Mom” in comparison. I don’t know whether Cade remembered the subways at all from NYC but he sure wanted to lead out everywhere we went, above and below ground. His need for freedom, his hubris, and his lack of skill was disconcerting to all of the adults and in an attempt to keep the other moms calm I started sounding like a broken record, “Slow down!”, “Stay with the group!” He thought he was old enough not to have to stay with mommy. I would be sugar coating this blog post if I said that did not cause lots of arguing between mother and son and sometimes even nephew and aunt. But in our defense, this is the same kid who at five years old had an assigned adult every time we went into NYC whose only job was to keep track of him. He tends toward the oblivious.
We never did make it to the Jefferson Memorial. We tried several times but were just too hot or too tired. I even bought a bag of peanut butter M & M’s so I could leave them on the steps of the Jefferson for Cade to find and eat just like he did the first time we went there when he was five or six. Back then he caused quite the freak out by eating a peanut M & M off the steps when he was supposedly allergic to peanuts. We have found out since that he is not allergic and I thought it would be a fun joke. Well, the US Capitol security guards did not find my little joke cute and they confiscated my M & M’s. NO FOOD ALLOWED. Those dumb candies cost me almost $5.00 in the hotel gift store!!! Sigh.
And that, was D.C. I think Cade had a good time despite his mother making him pose in front of every monument for a picture. Oh, and despite the fact that I wouldn’t leave him at the Nationals game-alone- and let him find his way back to our hotel an hour away. Life is rough as a kid. Especially when you get to go to Washington D.C.
































































