The Smith Sodium....

I was working on Ben's scrapbooks on Friday (I'm only TWO years behind now instead of four! Yay!) and he was looking at the pictures as I sorted through them.

"Where am I in THIS one?!" he asked, in total awe.



"Oh! That's when we went to the Smithsonian! They have a whole museum about airplanes and space flight."

"Can we go there TODAY? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?!"

Eighteen times a day now, for two solid days, he has asked if we could please go to the "Smith Sodium" NOW now now. I explained we need to wait for warm weather because it's a lot of walking and we have to plan ahead because we have to leave Simon home with someone.

Poor kid. Patience is not his thing. I can sympathize. I can also giggle at his pronunciation. ;) Hee. Smith Sodium.