Alternatively Titled: “Team Stimey Went to the White House and No One Got Arrested. Or Shot.”
The White House opened up its gardens for tours over the weekend and Alex has a friend who works at the White House and scored us a spot. I asked Alex about a billion times, “He knows we’re bringing our kids, right?” The day of the tour I noticed that my children do not have any White House friendly clothing. Fortunately, our “nice” clothes were good enough for the outside of the building.
Note the lady behind me to my right.
It’s kinda badass to be in a place where there are dudes walking around with machine guns and to know that they are not afraid to use them.
I kept my kids close.
I wanted to take a photo of one of the machine gun guys, but I was afraid to do so. We’ve finally found another place where Stimey is afraid to take a photo. That makes (1) in the face of huge guns, and (2) a public bus.
Needless to say, I threatened my kids within an inch of their lives if they misbehaved. Well, I threatened to take away video games for an entire week, which is a pretty big deal to Team Stimey Junior. They were good. We only got yelled at once. And it was because of this:
I imagine that Sasha and Malia’s swingset was pretty appealing. I imagine that Jack wondered why no one in the vast, noisy crowd was playing on it. I imagine he thought that he had a great idea.
I have no way to defend my actions in taking this photo before making Jack get off the grass. Fortunately, the guard shouting was not (visibly) armed.
It was really cool to be there. We saw the Rose Garden and the South Lawn and the tennis/basketball courts and the Children’s Garden, which was slightly disappointing to Sam. (“That wasn’t really a children’s garden,” he bitterly complained afterwards.) I think he was expecting animal-shaped topiary or roller coasters or at least ducks.
Instead there was a koi pond and Jebby Bush’s hand prints in the ground.
I think the kids had fun. They were pretty excited to be at the White House, although the walking around exhausted them.
Since we were at the White House Gardens, I figured I should show you a photo of flowers, even though I kinda don’t get the point of photos of flowers.
I’m all buoyed up and confident now. Maybe I’ll take my kids back to the Capitol.*
* Not in a million years.