That headline is a little take-off on the beautiful blog, The Sartorialist. As if.
We had a city day yesterday: hunting down a good parking spot, a falafel lunch, our first visit to the National Aquarium in DC, and lots and lots of walking fueled by free hot chocolate courtesy of the McDonalds new-product sample van conveniently parked outside the Reagan building.
The Aquarium is small and older, with waist-high tanks positioned just tall enough that my seven-year-old had to stretch on tipped-toes and the little guy needed a permanent lift. Two small aligators, a snapping turtle, and a large octopus were highlights. In a quiet moment it was kind of wonderful watching the subtle stirring of a large Angel fish before an urgent cry for my attention elsewhere.
A personal favorite was the coral reef tank with its other-worldly textures and colors.
And this green sphere.
On the way back to the car we lingered near the north lawn of the White House listening to a street musician's rendition of Dock of the Bay on Saxaphone.
The girls decided they would like Paul to run for office next term so we can live there.
