We had Carrie make a list of things she wanted to do while she was living out here, and today we finally crossed off the first (and smallest) item on the list. We went to the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History. Traffic was bad, it was raining, the parking meter would only register a nickel for every 3 minutes (that's a LOT of nickels for 2 hours), and a street vendor and a trombone player were having a cussing match, but once we got there it was a lot of fun. I learn something new everytime I go there, and I think Carrie had a great time.
Carrie getting trampled by a 12-ton elephant.
Mr. Elephant's leg bone.
Mamas and their baby pouches.