And I have a lot to catch up on.
Study, Mr. Graff, and I went on a field trip with Mr. Graff's Chinese class. He took six weeks from work to take a reading class to improve his Chinese, and of course, he rocked the class. The teacher took the class--and guests--down to Rockville, MD's "Chinatown" to explore different shops together, drink bubble tea, and feast at Bob's restaurant which despite sounding like a truck stop special was authentic cuisine. Mr. Graff, of course, ordered garlic sea snails.
Here's Rae perusing the Chinese bookstore:
An item of interest at the Chinese grocery store:
Pig uteri look surprisingly like large pasta noodles, and not at all like human uteri.
I would know.
Speaking of wombs, the fruit of my womb has decided to love on the dishwasher. It's a fascination for him. Mr. Graff's mom suggested baby gates on either end of the kitchen, and I am thinking that is rather wise--or I will never be able to do dishes again (tragedy!). As soon as the dishwasher opens, like a flash of lightening, Studly appears. He loves the knobs and wheels and silverware caddy.
Oh, and climbing in it, too. Fear-less.
His lack of fear has helped him try many new things, like sand:
french fries:
unrolling the toilet paper:
and riding on the subway:
Did you know that the D.C. area has the second largest public transportation system in the United States? Well, it might be a question on Jeopardy someday and you'll thank me.
Mr. Graff took the day off for good behavior and we went exploring down in D.C. hoping to see the Cherry Blossoms at the Jefferson Memorial. Well, weekend rains washed away a lot of them, but we did get to see some. The Jefferson Memorial which was uniquely reverent and serene. We ate lunch with a Jewish youth group next to the Washington Memorial across from the Holocaust Museum, went to the Sackler Art Gallery--Mr. Graff loved this one because it contained Asian art, and headed over to the Smithsonian Natural History Museum, my favorite, particularly the rocks. And mummies. And insects behind glass. And butterfly pavilion.
We held our first ever Easter egg hunt!
We stuffed the eggs with cheerios, put them on the rug, and let Studly go to town.
And that has been our life recently.
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