Well, last weekend was pretty low-key. I planned on bringing Little Miss into DC to see the Cherry Blossoms. At the last minute, Husband decided to go along. We did not calculate time to get into the city with a billion baseball fans so it took us an hour and a half to Metro into the city. Because Little Miss's highlight of any trip into the city is the Metro, she was more than pleased. We were worried that she would need to go to the bathroom, but she was fine. I should have been more worried about Husband who has a teeny tiny bladder. Regardless, we made it into the city and it was pouring rain.
Behind us, they closed the Smithsonian Metro stop because of the crowd so we decided to walk to the Cherry Blossoms and keep going until we were too cold and wet to go further. I reached that point after a block. So, we crossed the street to the public restrooms. We took a few pictures, Husband used the facilities and we turned around to walk back. While walking to L'Enfant Plaza's Metro station, we decided to take a cab home. Of course, in the cab ride home, the weather cleared up and it was absolutely beautiful (which is evident in the sunny photo below). We got home and relaxed.
On Sunday, I took Little Miss out to get her portraits taken in her Flower Girl dress (shhh, the portraits will be Mother's Day presents). The highway was closed on the way so I had to take a detour. I should have taken note of the sign that symbolized my luck for the rest of the day. We get to the portrait place only 5 minutes late. Little Miss is perfectly angelic until the camera comes out and then she just goes insane. The dress has a bow in the front which Little Miss figured out how to untie. She kept covering her face. At the end, we went to The Cheesecake Factory for lunch, and Little Miss freaks out. I give her my iPod to amuse her while I ate lunch quickly. I got a piece of cake to go and then we went home. I was supposed to go to the grocery store, but Little Miss fell asleep on the way home. Of course, when we got home, she wouldn't nap so I ended up taking her grocery shopping during which she informed the entire store that "Daddy was cranky." That did cheer me up.