We got into DC last Wednesday, and Bubs got to take his first cab ride! He wasn't impressed. We got to the hotel room, he immediately found the toilet paper in the bathroom, and TP'ed our room. Shockingly, our Marriott wasn't toddler-proof.
We got up the next morning, got Mommy situated for her conference, and went to the National Gallery for the day. We started at the modern art statue garden. Henry bounced, ran, scooted, and fell amongst works by Roy Lichtenstein, Anthony Calder, and Juan Miro. Again, he wasn't impressed, but the garden was really impressive. They also had a Metro stop from Paris that was used erected for the World's Fair at the turn of the century (the one 106 years ago).
We continued on to the "classic" section of the Gallery. We saw Leonardo's Ginevra, which is quite striking, and the only Da Vinci painting outside of Europe (or so some teacher-head told me). Just after seeing it, though, Henry decided to take a header on a fountain, split his chin, and start bleeding pretty heavily. So, Dad is whisking a howling, bleeding Bubba through the National Gallery to get him outside and assess the damage. What a time for a first major injury! We decided that it didn't need stitches (how the heck would we get to an ER, anyway? What an adventure that would have been ...), and we put a Band-aid on. Which was torn off within an hour. So ... Band-Aid #2. That one lasted about 26.3 seconds. We found a CVS in the evening, and bought some liquid bandage. Voila!
Anyhoo, after about 10 minutes, Henry had completely forgotten about his spill, so we moved over to the Modern building. Very cool. We saw some Warhols, another Lichtenstein (an Ohioan and OSU alum, by the way), and some very cool murals. Again, Bubs wasn't very impressed. He did really like the I.M. Pei fountain that was installed next to the food court and gift shop. It was basically a waterfall that started at ground level and ran against the large window/skylight of the building.
Then, dinner and SLEEP. Both very necessary.
