On Saturday my parents took me and Harper to see The White House.
My Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Mallory came too.
You might be able to tell from the above pictures that Harper and I really didn't care about being at the White House. What we wanted was one of these:
My dad and I ordered them the night before. I got to pick out a chocolate one with vanilla frosting and lots of sprinkles. When you're four, and you have the choice between eating a cupcake or going to the White House, you want the cupcake.
Last year my mom took me to the White House, and at least this person was there too:
Not this year though. This year, we were only here to see the grass, I guess.
And then this guy walked through and everyone went nuts but I didn't see what the big deal was.
You're probably thinking the same thing I am: What guy? My dad tried to get a picture of him but he was moving pretty fast and the crowd was going crazy so it was pretty hectic. (I might be four, but I have been known to use the word "hectic" before. I can also use "inappropriate" in a sentence. For example "It is inappropriate to pick your nose at school or in front of your mother.") Anyway, it's the President.
Did you know that there's a park on the White House Lawn? Did you know I was within inches of it and my parents wouldn't let me play on it? What's the point of having a park if you can't play on it? I was not happy about this little field trip we were on.
Harper wasn't too keen on being here either.
My parents kept talking about how this would be a great place to take a Christmas picture, but at that point I had had it. I wanted my cupcake!
I remembered, though, something my Uncle Geoff did when he was a little boy and thought perhaps I could give this tactic a try. (I also use the word "perhaps" all the time. As in, "Perhaps you could pick your nose if no one is looking.") You see, he told me once that if you really want your parents to take you where you need to go, when they want to take a family picture, you just frown and maybe even whine a little bit, thus making the experience not so fun for people. You may have it documented for years, but you'll get to your baseball game, or cupcake, depending on your needs at the moment.
So that's what I did.
Not too impressive? How 'bout this next one?
Merry Christmas, Everyone!
3 comments:
A) I agree totally Hadley -- the white house is cool, but never as cool as a cupcake.
B) I totally remember your Uncle Geoff being so mad about the pictures, did he tell you that not only was he missing a game, but, the first 45 minutes worth of pictures had NO film in the camera? You don't know what "film" is, but, anyways, it was necessary to take the pics.
C) Talk your Mom into sending the last picture as a Christmas card, even if only to Geoff and Kellee!!!! :)
Maybe Hadley's not that excited to see the President because she's a Republican. Don't tell her dad. :)
And those cupcakes look AMAZING!!
Personally, I thought the matching trench coats your mom and dad had on was a little too matchy-matchy for a Christmas card picture. You and Harper looked good together, though!
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