...that's all the time I have left until these girlies are going to want a Corvette of their very own. On a positive note, they've already said they'll be willing to share...but the thought of them driving anything that doesn't have peddles and require a helmet makes me sweat!
Yesterday we took the girls to the National Corvette Museum.
The girls were super excited, having seen the iconic yellow dome and red cylinder many times from the interstate.
Our first stop was the diner, for some locally-made ice cream. (I think Baby A was trying to show me "Thumbs up!")
And then we were ready to begin our trip down Route 66, stopping for plenty of photo opps along the way, of course.
This was just a neat bench...but for some reason the girls jump at any opportunity to sit on a bench!
And here, another bench!
This was a really cool picture collage. The girls got a kick out of seeing it from afar, and then looking at the thousands of tiny pictures that comprised it.
This is my favorite picture of the day..."Stand in front of that muscle car and show me your muscles," I told them. Apparently we need to work on our bodybuilder stance. (One of my Facebook friends guessed they were being monkeys, and one said it reminded her of the Chicken Dance...both valid observations...HA!!!)
I was disappointed there weren't more hands-on exhibits (but I couldn't complain too much as we got into the museum for free, as part of Teacher Appreciation Week). The girls' favorite part of the day was the 2012 display model.
Baby B jumped in, ready to GO! Thankfully her feet were a long way from being able to put the pedal to the metal.
Baby A got a turn to "drive" as well, and then turned her attention to the sound system. By that point, I think B was checking out the heated seat options.
We had a fun afternoon, enjoying a little slice of Americana.