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Tuesday, July 6, 2010

It was the Best of Times, It was the worst of times














We went to Washington D.C. for the 4th. We met our friends the Browns and the Powells there and we were all excited. What better place to celebrate the 4th than our nations Capitol.. or so we thought. But first things first. On Saturday we all met at my uncle's house who throws a small.. (think 500 of your closest friends) 4th of July Celebration. It was Awesome! He had breakfast, games, a great program, slides, swings for all 500 people. We then headed over to Gettysburg. It was fun to see and need to spend more time there. Not the 2 or more days that Jen wants too but one more day. We then went to the big wooden slide that we always go to when we visit my uncle. I did not get a picture of the slide this time but did get a picture of Harrison's chin. He hit on on the way down his first time. He did not go down again.


On the fourth we went into DC. We took the metro into DC which the boys loved. As it turns out that would be the one of a few highlights of the day. It was HOT! A cool 98 degrees. So we walked and walked and walked . After a hour we went into the air and space museum to cool off and meet the Browns there. Another highlight- sitting in McDonalds and eating ice cream for over an hour. Did I mention it was HOT and VERY crowded. What were we thinking? WE walked around some more and threw down a blanket so we could watch the fireworks later on. To encourage people to not steal our blanket Ty and Bry threw some Hanes underwear on it. (don't worry it was new and not used) Oh and just FYI we do not carry around underwear all the time. Ty gave some to Bry as a joke so we happened to have some with us. Our plan worked! The people around us steered clear of the blanket!






We walked around more.. Who knew the biggest and loudest part on the mall would be an India festival? Didn't anyone know it was the 4th?

We could not wait for the fireworks to begin. After a long, hot day of fighting crowds we hoped the day would end with a great firework show. It was good... all 12 minutes of it. We could not believe it! 12 minutes? We waited for hours to see it. Logan summed up the day perfectly but I can't say what he said.. just use your imagination. To top it off it took us over 2 1/2 hours to get home. It was us and 500,000 of our closest friends trying to get on the metro. Lesson learned. As Bry told the boys " I hope you remember this day because you will never do it again!" If you are wondering why there are no pictures of Kamryn she is in New Hampshire with her aunt and uncle.. Lucky girl!