I took (dragged) Andy to the Smithsonian Natural History Museum today. His favorite part? Was it the big whale? The dinosaurs (which were the reason we went)? The volcanoes? Heck, the cafeteria? "The stairs. I liked the stairs." Just like our trip to Dallas, he proclaimed his favorite part was riding on the airplane. Figures.
The trip was interesting. I took Meg to her sitter's today (she had offered) and it was going to be an Andy/Mommy day. As I dropped her off, my sitter's two kids who are 7 and 13 were there so I offered to take them. They were thrilled to get out of the house so the came with us. It was nice. The 7-year-old is a boy and he and Andy played nicely together and the girl and I talked music and iPods. It was clearly a sign of what's to come and was pretty cool. And after two solid weeks with an off and on sick baby, it was nice to get out to do something with people who could tell me what they wanted.
Afterwards, I dropped the big kids off and Meg was sleeping so Andy and I spent the next few hours together running errands. It was very nice to get some one on one time with him and my shoulders appreciated not lugging a baby around, but I think we both missed Meg.
I go back to work on Monday after a two-week holiday. I'm looking forward to getting a little more routine back, talking to adults and thinking about something other than which kid puked last, but it has been nice not to really think about work for a while.