At least the kids were in good moods on the way home? Lovin on Fox's double chin.
Alright, so Tuesday was rough. It was my first day alone with the kids since getting to DC and it didn't exactly go as planned (but what day ever does?). I wanted to take Fox and Sloane to the Museum of Natural History because the butterfly room (sounds so cool, huh?) is free on Tuesdays. Throughout the day, Sloane was kind of having a hard time. It's pretty rare that she cries unless she needs a diaper change or is hungry, but she cried a lot. I tried everything and she just wouldn't have it. At some point she calmed down, so I quickly loaded up the stroller so we could be on our way before she started getting upset again. She almost always falls asleep when we go on walks, so I just wanted to get going. It worked like a charm.
We got to the museum a little later than planned -I walked right on past it and then had to circle the long way around (because the back entrance doesn't have a ramp). And it was one of the hottest days of the summer, so I was a nice sweaty mess. All was well until right after I picked up our tickets for the butterfly room. Sloane started crying. I tried her pacifier. No. I tried taking her out of her carseat. No. I tried taking out and rocking her in her carseat. No. I tried putting on my wrap and then putting her inside it. No. She was really crying hard and I didn't know what to do because I didn't want to just put her back in the stroller and then walk around pushing a screaming baby. Then Fox started whining. A nice lady came up to me and asked if I needed help. She was very nice, but I told her I knew the next thing I would try would help, but thanks. I almost started crying as I dismissed her help. I was panicked and embarrassed. Nothing was working, so I decided to pack both of the kids up -I had let Fox out because he had started whining about wanting out and I just couldn't have them both upset and screaming. I finally got Fox to get back in the stroller, then started looking for a restroom -I had recently changed her, but maybe it was her diaper? The only bathroom on that floor was hidden inside one of the exhibits. I ended up just deciding to leave, because I figured/hoped that going back outside would help.
Well, on the way out I found a bathroom and changed her diaper. Fox was great and patient and loved when I blew the hand-dryer in his face. Sloane was still sad, but when we got to the lobby I took out her carseat and began rocking it and it worked! Then I let Fox explore the lobby and he loved it. And then they were great the whole walk and subway ride home. I only had to bribe Fox with a treat once.
So, we had a great time visiting the museum's lobby. It's pretty cool. I highly recommend it;)