Haircut

Well I have been wanting and (needing) to get my hair cut and donating it so
I went from this

Too this.

The White House

Here is the car parked outside the gate around the White House.

Here is our group minus the teacher.

The Newsum

We went the Newsum which is the museum that is all about how we get our news. as you can see the kids were ready to go. They did have a really cool 4-D movie that we saw that had seats that moved and cold air that blew on you. It was so weird to have the sensation of getting water thrown on you and rats climbing on your feet. Everyone enjoyed it.

I saw this quote and thought How True.

This is part of the World Trade Center after 9/11

Washington Memorial

When William saw this on the day that was raining he said it looks like the Monument is crying. At the very top was two dots that flashed red and then the two windows for eyes. This picyure doesn't do it justice in the least.

We went to the Washington Memorial. I never realized just how tall it was. If you notice the different color on top it is because while building the monument a war broke out and so they had to stop building to put the money towards the war. Many years after the war was over they decided to start building on it again. They used the exact same marble from the same place but because there were so many years between the two times working on it the stone on the bottom was aged from the weather. This is one of the tallest masonary structures in the world.

Here is a view of the capitial from the top of the Monument.

Here at the bottom is the WWII memorial and then the reflecting pool and the Lincoln Memorial.

Here you can see the White House.

Here is the Delaware and Monticello.

Ford Theater

Our next stop was Ford's Theatre. This is the place Lincoln was shot.

Here is our group waiting in line to go into the theatre.

This is the box that Lincoln was shot in.

There was a person that explained everything that happened that night Lincoln was shot. I was not aware that he did not actually die in the theatre. He was rushed across the street to the Peterson House were he was attended to and then died at. We had to meet the tour bus so we didn't get the chance to go inside the Peterson House. I do think it would have been very interesting though.

Air Force Memorial

We visited the Air Force Memorial. It was fun to see the 3 Sphere's go so high in the sky.

It was really fun to see and look at the surronding area.

Ghost and Graveyard tour

We meet in this little courtyard and then went on a walk thru town while our tourguide told us stories about weird things that went on around town. We enjoyed the stories and ended up in a cemtery.

Washington DC Day 1

The first place we went after getting off the plane was go to Alexandria. We went to the water front and toured a little around town.

These are the kids that were in our group from the school.

Happy Mother's Day

I got an email that is perfect for Mother's Day so I thought you would enjoy the read also. For all those mom's out there. Have a great MOTHER'S DAY!!

This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's alright honey, Mommy's here."

Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.

This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse. For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see.. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes. And for the mothers who lost their baby in that precious 9 months that they will never get to watch grow on earth but one day will be reunited with in Heaven!

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.

And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner.

And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat. For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time."

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college.

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them.

This is for all the step-mothers who raised another woman's child or children, and gave their time, attention, and love...sometimes totally unappreciated!

For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14-year-olds dye their hair green.For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.

For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TV's in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.

What makes a good Mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time? Or is it in her heart?

Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time? The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby? The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home? Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation... And mature mothers learning to let go.For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.Single mothers and married mothers.Mothers with money, mothers without.This is for you all. For all of us. Hang in there. In the end we can only do the best we can. Tell them every day that we love them.. And pray.

Happy late birthday

My niece has turned 1 Happy Birthday Kylie. She will be coming to visit this summer and we can't be more thrilled.