It's finally spring in the nation's capitol, so we endeavored to make a day of it this weekend and spend some time outside.  It was a great idea, but The Caterpillar was in a pissy mood and whined about every little thing from the grass touching her feet to the great injustice of others around her requiring that she walk on her own power, until finally, we just decided to go home after spending only a few minutes with the National Capitol Columns (one of my favorite places in the city) and the Bonsai collection at the National Arboretum. 

I later found out that some friends were there about the same time we were and I said they'd probably seen us -- at least if they noticed a station wagon with a back seat full of whining kids.  His response was, "Do you know how many station wagons with whining kids were there on Saturday? (A fair response would be, 'Not nearly as many as there were near the tidal basin.')"

Point taken.






*That's the name of the type of column seen in these pictures and I didn't even have to look it up.  That art history class I took in college just keeps giving and giving.