Saturday, May 15, 2010

There and back again

Friday was our last day in DC and Matt's only day of sight-seeing, so we went to the National Air and Space Museum to look at rockets and stuff.  Going on a Friday in May meant that we had to share the museum space with swarms of school children who weren't very good at looking at where they were going.  I was working on figuring out how to feed Izzy in the Moby Wrap so that I could walk around and see things too, and while I don't have all the kinks worked out yet, I'm pretty sure I didn't unintentionally (or intentionally) flash any of the underage folks.  Nobody complained, anyway.

On a side note, wearing a baby is usually peachy keen but on a warm day it's more like wearing a wiggly bag of hot potatoes.  Or being pregnant again.

Our flight home was delayed on the runway for over an hour and a half due to hailstones the size of quarters somewhere in the flight path, or something like that.  That was a cruddy bit of business, but we did eventually make it off the ground and we did not get struck by lightning or anything, so I call that a successful flight.  Also on the plus side, we managed to make it home before midnight and our house was neither burgled nor burned down by the lava lamp I forgot to unplug.  Lucky us.

1 comment:

Little Messy Missy said...

Glad you made it home. On a side note when my 14 year old was a baby and when I did house work I tied him to me with two dish towels! Wiggly bag of hot potatoes...too funny...still laughing.