Sometimes you just have to get out of the house, you know? Henry and I had one of those days recently when there wasn’t anything going on and we were bored. Well, truth be told, I was having one of those days and I wanted to test out my new camera, but if Henry could talk, I’m sure he would have agreed.
So we headed out for a little adventure. Anytime you get on the Metro in Washington, DC it’s an adventure really.
The sound of the train wooshing by, the smell of stale, underground air, and the rush of people pushing past as they hurry towards the exits. What’s not exciting about that?
Henry was fascinated. I think we could have spent the day riding the trains and he would have been happy just watching the people but alas, we had somewhere to be. The Hirshorn Museum located near the National Mall. (By Mall I don’t mean shopping mall, I mean the mall where they have the National Monument and all of the Smithsonian Museums. It took me years to figure out that it wasn’t a real mall.)
The museum is pretty cool. It’s in the shape of a circle and is filled with modern, contemporary art.
Stuff that a kid isn’t really going to be too excited about, truthfully. I chose it because it’s small and because I wanted to see if it would be a good location for a possible indoors shoot in the future. I’m always on the lookout for places where I can have a photo shoot indoors when the weather is bad.
As far as a shoot goes, it would be okay. I think the outside of the building is better of course, but there are a few possibilities in some places in a couple of spots around the museum itself, so I’ll add it to my list. But poor Henry wasn’t really feeling it. Apparently he’s not a huge fan of modern art.
He did, however, like the bottles. And really, what’s not to like?
Overall he did really well. We kept it short and only stayed about half an hour. Honestly, I was just as ready to leave the museum as he was.
Especially since I knew what was right across the street and just begging for a visit:
How sweet is that? We had visited the carousal before, about a year ago if memory serves. Henry was a little freaked by it but I was sure that he would be over that now.
I would be wrong. You can’t tell in this picture, but Henry was holding on for dear life. He refused to ride on the horse so we ended up sitting on the seat. Which was fine with me because I was totally dizzy by the time we got off and I needed a minute or two to stop the spinning. A horse would have put me over the edge, I’m sure.
Since Henry had been in his car seat for most of the morning and since he had apparently been traumatized by the carousel, we stopped by the Sculpture Garden so I could let him run around for a bit.
Ahhhh. That was better.
In the words of Mel Gibson, “Freeeeeeeeeeedooooooooom!” (Movie reference any one?)
At least it was better until I said it was time to go. Henry, upon hearing the news, promptly threw himself on the ground in protest.
Gotta love a kid who’s not afraid to stand up for his beliefs.
But alas, it was time to go. Lunch was calling with a nap soon to follow (him, not me) so we headed for the train.
We made it home by 1:00 so lunch was a little late but the nap was oh soo good.
Overall, I’d say that Henry and Tabitha’s big city adventure was a success! Can’t wait until the next one!
Does your child like the carousel? At what age do they overcome the fear of it?