We thought we had enough time to put MD down for a nap before we went to the baseball game, but by the time we made it to the stadium the game was over.
At least we have the freedom to be depressed if we want to.
The day before the baseball game we looked for a free and quick activity; and found it at the NRA Museum.
Just the lingering smell of this place will repel liberals for the next week.
We saw some of Teddy Roosevelt's extensive collection, Billy the Kid's personal sidearm, a history of the rifle (and the story of the first shot that started the USA), a ranking (according to kills) of the Old West gunfighters, and a wall size depiction of the 2nd Amendment.
What made it even better, or disturbing, was that MD kept flapping her arms, saying 'Die, Die' over and over again (her word for diaper).
Nothing says Fourth of July like racks upon racks of firearms.
(Just as a disclaimer I don't own a gun and I do believe in diplomacy--but when it fails it sure is nice to have these NRA types around)
Brendon, I love your dry sense of humor! Had some good chuckles!!
ReplyDeleteBrendon, your VERY dry sense of humor makes me laugh
ReplyDeleteBrendon, sometimes your Very dry sense of humor makes me nervous. :) But i think i can say that since i am your mom. Actually the picture with you and md together while your head is surrounded by a halo of guns is pretty scary. And you must remember that her type of di, di is not die, die but dia, dia or di, di. Thank goodness. :) I love you and your sense of humor. Hugs, mom
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