This is my nation's Capitol Building.
Oh and that's Hayden and my dad. They are not the point of this story though. My point is the Capitol and statues.
The Capitol building is big.
It is historic.
It is beautiful.
If you're going to visit it, I highly recommend you register for a tour.
I also highly recommend that you do not pack a lunch. For if you do, the security guards will tell you that you can not bring it in and you will be forced to either throw it away or eat it right there whether you are hungry yet or not.
The inside of the building is chock full of amazing architectural details. I'll save those for another day because again, my point here is the statues.
Each of the fifty states provides two statues which are located in various spots throughout the building.
The statues may be of anyone the state chooses but it must be made of either marble or bronze.
Most of them are boring.
This one was a good effort, but is having four women on the same statue cheating?
Admittedly, I got a little excited at the statue of Ronald Reagan. Rich and I liked that guy and the era enough that the name stuck with us.
All the way up until 1995.
She posed for that picture without protest. It was a rare and glorious moment.
This is Hawaii's statue.
Hawaii pretty clearly violated the "marble or bronze only" mandate but doing so gives them far and away the best statue so someone let it slide.
After we left the capitol building, we decided to walk the National Mall to see the memorials. This was a terrible decision. My research tells me that this is a 2 mile walk but if felt like 22 miles. Perhaps all the passing joggers were discouraging to me?
Note: there are an alarming number of sweaty, half-dressed people running up and down our nation's seat of power.
I did not take picture of them.
By the time we made it to the Washington Memorial Reagan's ankle was too sore for her to continue.
Or so she said. It's hard to tell with those boots on if anything is swollen.
We took her at her word though and she and Rich caught a cab back to where the car was parked.
I tried not be jealous.
My dad and I went on with Hayden and Faith to see, by far, the most impressive statue of the day.
The Lincoln Memorial may be the biggest and most impressive of all the statues we saw that day, but it was not our favorite.
Our favorite was found tucked into a little park on a corner across the street where we waited for Rich and Reagan to pick us up.
The Einstein Memorial.
Who knew that Einstein was such a cute and cuddly guy?
You've got to love a statue whose lap is just right for perching on.
Hayden hopes to be an inventor one day so who knows? Perhaps, in the future, this shot will seem like an insightful glimpse.
That was my reasoning as I took it.
It was that same reasoning that kept me from taking Hayden's picture in front of the Unabomber's cabin at the Newseum.
Good parents are always thinking ahead!