Thursday, March 24, 2011

Boys, washington, and waffles

       Last Saturday found me with the two boys on a  full bus heading to Washington D.C. with the cub scouts. I was really out numbered, I had both boys by myself while all the other boys had one on one with a parent or had more then one person with them. I was feeling a little anxious. Me with two boys both with ADHD, one with Aspergers and the other one with  all his problems and ready to lose a tooth so I had to come prepared with his meds just incase of any injury or problem on the trip. WOW!! seems like a lot to just go on a trip to a place I along with them have never been before. Nervousness about the day kept my brain crazy the whole ride down.
      When there we set our plans for the day, a lot of walking, we were then on our own to do what we wanted till 4:30. For Henry we started at the Air and Space museum, a long walk to begin, Austin whining the whole time that his legs hurt, what did I get myself into? Once inside he of course was fine and got involved in some activities. since there was soo much we wanted to do we were on a time limit and it come quick, Henry impressed some of the workers with this knowledge on certain subjects and his knowledge of some spacecraft and planes. Imagine that.
    Now after another walk we came to the Natural history museum where the boys let the world know they know their anatomy while looking at the neanderthal and primordial people and statues. I ended up with a very red face and quickly had to redirect them to another part of the museum. I am glad they know the proper words for parts of the body, but did not need them to loudly acknowledge their brillance on the subject. Only my boys. Now it was a little after lunch and we wanted to go see Fords Theater and find the Subway restaurant that was on the map across the street.
  Another long walk found us in front of Fords Theater, this made Henry happy. Could not find the Subway. The boys however found across the way Lincoln's Waffle House. If anybody knows my boys they will know they LOVE waffles, so guess where we had to go for lunch. The place was a little crammed, but the boys faces said it all they loved their waffles and it made them both very happy and ready for another journey.
   Another long walk took us to Washington Monument, they were amazed by its height and we then proceeded to keep walking and find ourselves at the Vietnam Vet memorial that was requested by the boys menah(grandmom) to visit for pop pop's sake. They were a little confused why it was there, but they looked intently at it and the names and kept asking a lot of questions. Now right around the corner we saw Lincoln Memorial and the boys kept pushing me to go all the way up the steps, I kept looking and was not thrilled to do so, but Henry grabbed my hand and said "mommy I will help you", how could I say no to that gesture. I made it, impressed with myself that I did not collapse yet or my feet did not fall off. Down the steps we went and now off to the White House.
    Now the boys were showing signs of fatigue and I was getting pretty tired, but they wanted to keep on and go the extra couple of blocks to the White House. We were able to just see it from across the street, just enough to make Henry happy that he saw it. Now approaching 4:00 we started to head back so we could use the potty and get ready for the trip home. On the ride home there was a lot of excitement at first then tired finally hit most of the kids and adults except for Henry. Henry's brain was so overloaded by the days events that he could not settle down despite much effort on my part for the sake of others. He had sooo much to talk about and soo many things in his head and he needed to get it all out. I felt pretty sorry for the kids and adults trying hard to rest on the way home, even though there was nothing I could do about it.
  Finally home, the boys went to bed quickly, I was exhausted in a good way. At the end of it all felt pretty good about myself because I did it despite all the anxiety at the beginning. What a good day, my boys, Washington, and waffles.

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