Starting with 3 long posts about my recent Birthday Adventure, I’m gonna work harder at blogging more personal photos and stories. I used to be much better about that. Hmm…
Seeing one of my photographs displayed in an amazing D.C. Museum= the best birthday ever! If anything can soften the blow of being 3 years into your thirties, it would be that. Before getting to the museum I wasn’t sure what my reaction was going to be to seeing it. I was a little worried that it was going to be a cheesey little exhibit tucked away in some obscure corner of the Newseum, where no one even looks. I’d hoped that it wouldn’t be the smallest photograph in the bunch. But, I was a little nervous that it would be. Leave it up to me take something awesome and still find something to worry about. Well, I had nothing to worry about. When we got to the Newseum the Exhibit was advertised everywhere. Seeing all of the promotion of it kinda helped to calm my worries and I began to get really excited to find my photo. The exhibit itself was housed on the 6th floor, which is where visitors are directed to start the museum tour when they arrive. So, via the world’s largest glass hydraulic elevator we went to see my photo.
I’m not gonna lie. When I got there and saw the exhibit and my photo hanging there with a slew of other amazing photos, I was in awe. I figured that it would be a pretty cool experience, but I didn’t expect that I would FEEL that proud. I think the fact that all the photos were so amazing, the fact that they were all huge and printed with such amazing quality, and then just watching people walk by and look at MY photograph, contributed to the coolness of the moment. Realizing that I’d helped record a part of history, and that that record was good enough to hang in the same building where pulitzer prize winners and amazing photojournalists photos are displayed, was a bit of a birthday boost!
So here is my exhibited photo along with A LOT of photos (only part 1) from the museum and my day.

Leave it up to a boy to not tell a girl that her hair is messy before he snaps a photo.

The exhibit stretched the entire length of the front side of the building and was beautifully lit by a ton of gorgeous natural light. I was excited for the light (to take pictures in of course.)

Me all proud and everything, looking at my photo. Hehe.

Some lady looking at my photo……….or the photo beneath my photo. But, I bet she saw my photo too.

My Girls looking at their mama’s photo.

What’s that you say? I have photo displayed here and it’s right above my head? Haha. Can’t remember who suggested this pic, me or Erik. Either way, we’re both dorks.

O.K. enough of me and the photo! Here are a bunch from the Fantastic Newseum and a bit from our day.
Some huge chuncks of the Berlin wall were displayed by the glass elevator and we explored those before going up. We had to constantly remind the girls not to touch.

A chunk I thought was pretty cool.

And quite fitting for my girls to stand in front of.

A watch tower that you could actually go inside of.


The giant glass elevator was pretty cool.

A piece of the Twin Towers.

This was pretty interesting. Front pages from around the world on Sept. 11th.

Erik explaining the events of 9.11 to the girls. Abra was 1 month and 1 day old when it happened. I remember watching the footage and looking down at her and thinking, “What kinda of world did I bring you into?”


We spent alot of time at this next exhibit and found it hard to leave. It was called “Our World At War: Photojournalism Beyond The Front lines.” The International Commitee of The Red Cross sent out 5 award winning photojournalists into war-torn countries to document how the violence affected everyday people’s lives.
One of the countries was Haiti. It was an interesting experience to look at the photos with our Haitian Daughter. She really had not experienced much beyond the walls of her orphanage and certainly had never seen this side of her country.


Ashley was really soaking it all in.

This Pulitzer Prize Winning Photograph depicts the devestation after the hurricanes in Haiti last year.

My favorite exhibit (besides my own of course) featured every Pulizter Prize Winning Photographs, along with video footage of some of the photograhers telling the stories behind their photographs. I could have stayed there all day. Here is a quote from one of the photgraphers.

Exactly!!
After our museum time we relaxed a bit by our Amazing Hotels rooftop pool (thank you hotwire.com)

I let Abra take a few photos. Erik doesn’t like when I hand her my camera. It makes him nervous. I think I’ll let her do it more often because she did a good job.

After relaxing for a while, we headed out into the city and explored the monuments at night. More of those photos to come in Part 2 of “My Awesome DC Birthday.”