A Kid's Eye View of DC

I will be marking each picture with the artist behind the camera.  More than half of the pictures are taken by Isaac or Abby. 

Our first Metro ride.

(pic by Abby)

(pic by Abby)

Pop.

(pic by Abby)

Luke.

(pic by Abby) 

(pic by Abby)

(pic by Nana)

(pic by Isaac)

Aunt Robin.

(pic by Isaac)

(pic by Pop)

Isaac's expression as we go underground for the first time. 

(pic by Abby)

(pic by Abby)

(pic by Megan)

We arrive at Ford's Theater to learn about Lincoln, slavery, the Civil War, and Lincoln's assassination.  (I love Isaac's expression: "Get off me, Abby!")

(pic by Megan)

The gun John Wilkes Booth used to kill the president.

(pic by Megan)

The kids and I next to the president's theater box.

(pic by Lindsay)

Waiting for the elevator to take us up for the panoramic view on top of the Old Post Office Building.  

(pic by Isaac)

(pic by Isaac)

Aunt Lindsay.

 (pic by Isaac)

Uncle Paul.

 (pic by Isaac)

Aubrey. 

(pic by Isaac)

Pop.

(pic by Isaac) 

Aunt Lindsay.

(pic by Isaac) 

I imagine this is a view my kids see a lot.

(pic by Isaac) 

Nana.

(pic by Isaac)

Luke.

(pic by Isaac) 

Luke.

(pic by Isaac)

Luke.

(pic by Isaac)

Aunt Bethany.

(pic by Isaac)

Abby.

(pic by Isaac) 

Charlie.

(pic by Isaac) 

Charlie.

(pic by Isaac)

The Photographer.

(pic by Ellie)

About to get on the elevator.

(pic by Megan)

 View from the top: The capitol.

(pic by Megan)

Washington Monument.

(pic by Megan) 

The White House (peaking out from behind the Federal Reserve building).

(pic by Megan)

A cropped pic of The White House behind the Federal Reserve.

On the way home.  Isaac stayed to do the Spy Museum with some adults an the rest of the big kids.  Abby and I went home to rest our tired feet.  Abby got a rest before she actually got home.

(pic by Nana)

(pic by Nana)

(pic by Nana)

And once Isaac got home, we emptied his pockets of all the "treasures" he picked up along the way.  

(pic by Megan)

It was a great first day in DC.

It was also a great night.  This is my fourth glass of wine.  I asked Matt (in the background) to pour me half a glass because I wasn't quite finished and wanted to slowly sip a little more. 

 He carefully poured the glass until it was half full.  (Most wine drinkers would consider that to be a very full, whole glass of wine).  Much appreciated, Matt.

Cheers!