you can’t possibly do the national museum of natural history in one day.
not and be happy at the end of it.
not with my kids.
but if you live the DC-area
you don’t have to.
and it hasn’t gotten old yet.
every exhibit that we’ve been to
always begins with an open-mouthed, wide-eyed stare of amazement,
then the girls pick their way through the exhibit
pointing fingers at animals exotic and familiar,
walk-running from one point to another,
asking questions they’d never thought of before,
and calling to each other and to me to “look at this!”
this time we tackled the sant ocean hall.