I love that DC even has a museum of trees and shrubs, and I love it especially in the azalea season. The azaleas are really out of this world.
The many varietals will be coming into and going out of bloom over the next couple of weeks, so it’s a great time to head out to the National Arboretum.
Looking at my pictures, I’m thinking I may need to get the boys haircuts and try again for family pictures here. I might also consider teaching Salty how to pose a little more naturally or not at all. Where did this boy learn to booty tooch? I haven’t watched ANTM since he was preverbal.
I could really think through how to get the kids there happy and comfortable (despite the longish car ride) and anxious to take pictures rather than count caterpillars.
The English bluebells were in bloom as well. They really are quite different than the native Virginia bluebells.
Here are three of the best pictures I got the whole day. Common denominator: Flufferella giving and receiving affection. I tell you that child is magic.
She looks good in solos as well.
But even the magic of Fluff can’t make grumpy pants turn that smile upside down or that goofball look at the camera when the window of photogenicity is passed.
I am LOVING this stroller-free living. I am loving the boys sitting on minimalist boosters and with the help of Bucklemate Seatbelt holders (ingenious!) buckling and unbuckling themselves virtually unaided. I am also loving freedom from the tyranny of nap scheduling, nursing and diapers. This twin thing is all at once so much more doable and awesome. I don’t mean to jinx it or anything, but I’m pretty sure all my cares are behind me now….