To the National Gallery of Art

It is so great to live close to Washington, DC. There are so many things to do as a family. We recently made a trip to the National Gallery of Art, not for any particular exhibit, just for the experience of it. The NGA isn't especially easy to navigate with a stroller, and they don't allow you to carry a child (or anything) on your back but once you get inside, it is a wonderful place to expose kids to the world of art. They do however have these fabulous little strollers, in case you bring your kid in on your back (just like we did) and don't have any other way to get them around the immense buildings.



We started, smartly, in the cafe. Eleanor enjoyed the gelato almost as much or maybe more than I did.



We roamed aimlessly through several galleries admiring various works and discussing their content. Eleanor made a couple of interesting observations: a small bronze statue of a frog was "Tiny Tim" and the slightly larger bronze frog at its side was "Giant Jim". Now, for those of you who haven't heard that particular CD, the song goes, "I had a little frog, his name was Tiny Tim..." and the variation on that verse substitutes Tiny Tim for Giant Jim -- along with a deep low voice.

An image of a castle was, according to Eleanor, "Just like Princess Pea." Again, for those of you who aren't up on Super Why, one of the main characters is, needless to say, Princess Pea.

When we saw Winter Harmony, the John Henry Twachtman painting pictured here:















Eleanor declared that it was, "Just like venture walk." (And by venture, she means adventure.)

My favorite observation of the day was about a bronze sculpture of Pluto. Eleanor very clearly said, "He's nudie, his bummie."