I took the week off work between Christmas and New Year's and Brody, Logan, and I went on mini-adventures.
We joined the over-70s crowd for a McDonald's breakfast and had a rare experience in which we were the only non-retired people in the restaurant. We also had the only loud voices among diners contently reading newspapers and sipping coffee. I think they were happy to see us finish up and leave.
We went to the Red Box and Brody picked out a movie to watch (Toy Story 3) then watched it on the floor while eating popcorn. Brody made it through the entire movie. Logan wandered away after 30 minutes or so. I was the only one to cry when Andy went off to college.
We went to the Udvar-Hazy air and space museum and checked out the planes and space craft. Brody's favorite was the blackbird, which had a TV next to it cycling the scene from the Transformers movie when the blackbird morphs into a robot and breaks down the door of the museum. Brody kept looking back and forth from the TV to the plane, trying to figure out which button would turn the plane into a monster. Logan liked the ramps in the museum, which he ran up and down and up and down until he eventually was so tired that he laid down on the ground and waited for me to come get him.
On Friday, when Dada was home from work too we went to see the dinosaurs at the Natural History museum downtown. We should have set expectations appropriately. Brody kept asking if they were going to roar or bite him. I don't think he was expecting bones. Both boys especially liked the Discovery Zone in the museum, which lets you get hands on with the exhibits. Brody had to touch the human skeleton (a replica, not real) one last time before leaving.
Today... sigh. It's beautiful outside and would be the perfect day for Frying Pan Park but Brody finally came down with the stomach virus that's ravaging our extended family and much of the east coast. He was a trooper this morning and said that he still wanted to go to FPP, but when we got there and walked around for a few minutes, he said he needed to throw up and wanted to go back home. So it looks like the end of our fun week will conclude quietly. We're back and he's watching TV in the big bed while Logan plays with all of the new Christmas toys. They're both happy. Logan started asking about his school friends yesterday so I take that as a good sign that they've had enough of me and want to get back to their normal schedule. I'm exhausted and am ready to get back to my normal schedule too. Work is so much less strenuous!
We joined the over-70s crowd for a McDonald's breakfast and had a rare experience in which we were the only non-retired people in the restaurant. We also had the only loud voices among diners contently reading newspapers and sipping coffee. I think they were happy to see us finish up and leave.
We went to the Red Box and Brody picked out a movie to watch (Toy Story 3) then watched it on the floor while eating popcorn. Brody made it through the entire movie. Logan wandered away after 30 minutes or so. I was the only one to cry when Andy went off to college.
We went to the Udvar-Hazy air and space museum and checked out the planes and space craft. Brody's favorite was the blackbird, which had a TV next to it cycling the scene from the Transformers movie when the blackbird morphs into a robot and breaks down the door of the museum. Brody kept looking back and forth from the TV to the plane, trying to figure out which button would turn the plane into a monster. Logan liked the ramps in the museum, which he ran up and down and up and down until he eventually was so tired that he laid down on the ground and waited for me to come get him.
On Friday, when Dada was home from work too we went to see the dinosaurs at the Natural History museum downtown. We should have set expectations appropriately. Brody kept asking if they were going to roar or bite him. I don't think he was expecting bones. Both boys especially liked the Discovery Zone in the museum, which lets you get hands on with the exhibits. Brody had to touch the human skeleton (a replica, not real) one last time before leaving.
Today... sigh. It's beautiful outside and would be the perfect day for Frying Pan Park but Brody finally came down with the stomach virus that's ravaging our extended family and much of the east coast. He was a trooper this morning and said that he still wanted to go to FPP, but when we got there and walked around for a few minutes, he said he needed to throw up and wanted to go back home. So it looks like the end of our fun week will conclude quietly. We're back and he's watching TV in the big bed while Logan plays with all of the new Christmas toys. They're both happy. Logan started asking about his school friends yesterday so I take that as a good sign that they've had enough of me and want to get back to their normal schedule. I'm exhausted and am ready to get back to my normal schedule too. Work is so much less strenuous!
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