We headed to the National Botanic Gardens today to see the holiday trains. Harper loved the trains and Lucy loved the fairytale houses that are made completely out of organic materials. Her favorite was the 3 Little Pigs' houses, complete with the big bad wolf. Harper's favorite was the simple train going around in a circle around the big Christmas tree. Both loved the trolly car and the Christmas train that had "fish jumping out of it".
Lucy also loved seeing the big National Christmas tree that was going up in front of the Capitol building. More signs of the season, and they are loving every bit of it.
Afterwards we headed to the Museum of the Native American for lunch and hanging out. Lunch was great, playtime not so much. Harper was denied museum priveledges when she began hitting me and yelling "no" to me because I put Graham in her stoller. At that very moment I looked over and saw Lucy walking on top of a bench and falling on her head. No sympathy when you aren't following the rules. They were escorted to the car, in the rain.
All the while their chubby little brother was grinning his socks off in the stroller. While I was putting the girls in the car, Graham sat and talked to the parking meter, and smiled as the rain beat him in the face. At least one ended the outing with a grin on his face. That is, until he screamed the 20 minute drive home, all to be picked up with poo streaming down his leg, squeezing out of the top of his diaper and running up his back.
We all have our highs and lows, and today was no exception. I could have used one of those trains to fairytale land, a place with no hitting, crying, poopy clothes or rain, but I'll keep the three little pigs.
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