A summary of the highlights:
A perfect trip out. We got to the plane with plenty of time to spare, Sam was an angel on the flight, and we successfully navigated the Metro to Bethesda on our first try. I keep telling Jesse we should be professional travelers.
Truly impressive monuments. Sam observed them with reverence.
This WWII Vet loved Sam! Approached us and wanted to know how old he was and what his name was. Gotta love men that love babies.
Sam kicked us to the couch so he could enjoy the lap of luxury at our hotel.
We were able to make it to the Smithsonian Natural History Museum. It was intriguing for all of us.
One thing not directly related to DC: please check out Sam's chunky thighs in the picture above. They are the only chub on him and they are glorious. We affectionately call them 'Thunderthons'.
And one thing directly related to our trip to DC: It's probably not the smartest idea to take an 8-month-old to the Holocaust Museum. Even if he's Angel Child, he's still got to give an inappropriate shout out once or twice. Who on earth would actually take their baby there?!?
If you'd like to see more pictures from our trip, click here to be linked to the pictures that I loaded on Facebook.
