We started Friday night with dinner, Red Mango, and a movie at home. Saturday morning started with donuts (per request) at La Mars.
We headed to the Capitol building next and spent the whole morning there. These two (along with my other niece) are definitely related to me in the photo taking area of life. We had to stop every few seconds for a, "TT, wait! I have to take a picture!" They both got ipods for Christmas and I bet those things have at least 1500 new pictures on them (each!).
There was a rally of some sort going on there. I'm still not sure what it was for, I'm assuming one of those big issues people always rally about. But the girls could care less what is was for, they just liked being 14 floors above tons of people.
We spent a lot of time just hanging out here, laying around in the courtyard, taking tons of pictures, and riding the multiple elevators tons of times.
These two are literally the most picky eaters that I've ever encountered, and lunch with them is always a big deal! The only two places they can agree on...McDonalds and Valentino's. I was not eating McDonalds, obviously, so we headed out to Valentino's for what happened to be kids day. They got their faces painted, got balloon animals, and between the two of them ate 3 snow cones, 2 things of cotton candy, 3 brownies, and very little real food. Because you can do/eat whatever you want when you stay with your awesome aunt, right?
We stopped back at my place for what I hoped would be a nap for Callen before the rest of the night but actually turned into a quick nap for me, which I had no problems with. I woke up to a face right in front of mine saying, "Is it time to gooooooo yet?" Which of course, forced me to get up!
We had been doing a lot of talk about Paint Yourself Silly, which is a place where you can pick a ceramic piece and paint it, and then they fire it for you and you pick it up a week later. They each took their precious time choosing exactly what they wanted which resulted in a cup with a dog for the handle and a dog piggy bank. We painted our pieces and then I let them explore the Haymarket a little bit.
Together they were on a crazy sugar high from all the brownies/candy/cotton candy/snow cones/cookies they consumed, and who cares? Because what are aunts for, right?