Having irrevocably named my boys after seasonings, well in actuality, dead presidents, I feel an obligation to make a big deal of Presidents Day from now on. For their first ever Presidents Day, I thought it would be really cool if we went to the National Museum of American History and took a picture of them in the Hall of Presidents in front of their namesakes’ portraits on the wall.
As you can see from the photos, it was a moment they will cherish in memory for all time.
Fluffy is captivated by stories of presidents Washington and Lincoln. However, my little girl whose current career ambition is “fashion designer” was much more taken with the collection of First Ladies’ ball gowns than Abraham Lincoln’s hat.