We pass the Maine Avenue Fish Market every day, twice a day. It is the oldest continuous fish market in the US, and one of the few landmarks not associated with the Federal City. Z has already visited several times, and we took advantage of a crowd-free evening after one of the big storms to buy some fish for dinner.
Our friend S was here for work, and we had originally planned to take her to the Moroccan community lftour (evening meal to break the fast) but it was cancelled at the last minute. So we took her to a local restaurant where we brought our own dates (stored in the trunk of the car) and milk (bought at CVS) before ordering dinner. Some of the other patrons watched us out of curiousity. I'd forgotten that not everyone knows or has seen Ramadan customs.
I went to a baby sprinkle (baby #2) for my friend L, and I made new friends. The hostess lived in a cozy and colorful home right out of Apartment Therapy. MoBob took Z to the family jazz session at the Strathmore and then to a haircut. That afternoon I attended an open rehearsal of the Chamber Dance Project's Ballet & Brass, with the beloved local group Brass Connection. One of the quirks of the collaboration is that the band doesn't use sheet music, so part of the rehearsal was to work out some of the cues between the dancers and the musicians.
We accomplished an item on the summer fun list by visiting Kingman Island. We saw shy turtles and a lot of dragonflies, and ducks from far away. We went home to an ice cream social and a late lunch with a family on their way from Senegal to Malawi. To end the weekend we had lftour and a dinner for Father's Day at Pinstripes (where we had gone for Mother's Day brunch).
Ballet and Brass facing off.
Binoculars are ok.
Magnifying glass, less so.
Father's Day smooch.
In compiling our summer fun list for 2016, I really wanted to try some new (to us) activities.
One was the annual Astronomy Festival on the National Mall. It was a little weird logistically because if you came early (i.e. before sundown) there was little to see, but at night it got really crowded.
We whiled away the remaining of hours of daylight under the Washington Monument.
A new favorite destination is River Farm. Absolutely bucolic!
A new owie.
Checking out one of the new Metro cars.
We went to Chuck E. Cheese for our friend's birthday. It was our first visit (not counting Mommy's childhood) and it was hard to leave the play area.
Then we went to the DC Government's Truck Touch.
Ramadan began. We have a countdown garland, a book for each day, and a special plate.
Our summer fun list this year - and I'm sure we'll fit in more than the 20 on the list.
Glen Echo Park carousel and aquarium
Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial
fireworks on the 4th of July
Smithsonian Folklife Festival
the glass forest
Green Spring Gardens
SW Night Market
pool time and swim lessons
Lola and Lolo were thrilled with the visit.
Building an electric car.
Giant dinosaurs lived in the desert.
We rode trains.
And planes - without resorting to screens. (proud mommy)
As always, lots of fun stuff happened.
Our friend C retired from the Navy. It was our first visit to the Navy Museum even though it's in our neighborhood.
We went to visit the butterflies at the Smithsonian but were more interested in the ancient crocodiles.
Local fauna is no less exotic, especially when squirrel spotting with the binoculars.
We checked out the IKEA-designed playroom at the House of Sweden.
We visited the Baltimore Aquarium for the first time.
We went out with Mozambique friends for Filipino food. We helped organize a Relief Society activity on gardens and gardening with the theme of "Bloom Where You Are Planted" and gave away seed bombs as favors. We went to the Cal alumni board meeting and visited an open house for Saturday French classes. We talked about emergency preparedness at church, and attended a law school graduation party.
And then we went to California.
My friend BdG says it best:
We remember not only those who gave the ultimate sacrifice during the war, but those we have lost in the years since, after the U.S. government unceremoniously stripped them of their official status as U.S. veterans. While the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs still does not recognize their service as fully equal to that of the American soldiers with whom they stood shoulder to shoulder, we remember. We remember them and the sacrifices they made on the field of battle and since.
Some pockets of DC (the fish market, Malcolm X Park, the glass forest) and some events (the DC drag race, the running of the chihuahuas, the lotus festival, the candlelight vigil at the Titanic Memorial) seem far far away from the uptight, stiff, federal city.
That was definitely the case with the DC Funk Parade last weekend. The day started with Mme Marie and French song circle, and then we met up with another daycare family for the annual Truck Touch in Silver Spring.
Then MoBob took Z to a Moroccan association picnic and I went on (by myself!) to the Funk Parade. (more photos on dcist.com)
( gettin" funkyCollapse )
For Mother's Day we returned to staid DC. After the lovely program at church for *all* women (MB joined the brethren in corraling the kidlets), we had a nice buffet brunch at Pinstripes in Georgetown and then strolled around the waterfront park.
Even though the weather didn't cooperate, we still had a lot of fun. We spent Saturday morning at THEARC, the very impressive community center in Anacostia, for the Spring Arts Fair and Birthday Bash. There were quite a few performances and activities, but Z seemed to mainly enjoy running laps around in the gym.
Song Circle with our friends from Imagination Stage.
We then returned to our neighborhood for the inaugural DC Duck Race. I was impressed that in addition to the usual kids' activities like a coloring table and face painting, the Rotarians hired a team to do physical activities with the kids. Tire them out! In the end, the gray skies and water made the duck race even more visually striking. (I forgot to take a photo of the fire fighter boat that created waves to propel the ducks.)
Dumping the ducks.
And they're off! (The round structure on the right is the baseball stadium.)
Our Sunday was spent at church and then a farewell Indian dinner for MoBob's colleague and her husband who are moving to Idaho. We ended the weekend sleepy and full from all the laughter and chicken tikka.