I may have to track down the woman I met at the Bat Mitzvah a few months ago (she's had a profound impact on my life).
Those are some of my favorite meetings. They take a few minutes, you don't even know the person's name, but it changes your outlook forever.
This past Sunday, we continued our monthly DC excursions (previous here and here), by visiting the National Gallery of Art.
While Tonka liked Renoir's ballerina (she takes ballet), Paco was more of a Manet man.
Of course, the favorite activity, by far, was the moving walkway (we had to do it 3 times) and the waterfall!
But, one woman did comment at how intently the kids were looking at the pictures. Hey, trying to cultivate the right brain.
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