Four years ago, Rick and I attempted to attend the Presidential Inauguration. It did not go so well, despite the fact that we were holding tickets. Massive crowds and no crowd control meant one small nervous breakdown (me) and no inauguration (Rick and me).
At the last minute, we had to sneak into a private party to watch President Obama’s speech on television. But we were watching it on TV very near the Capitol.
Now if you know anything about Rick and me, we are always up for making the same mistake twice, so off we went to Washington, DC this weekend. And this time, we brought our older girls along.
We got up at 5:30 AM to get to the Capitol and Summer insisted on bringing her Build-A-Bear. We agreed but told her that she would absolutely, positively have to carry it all day.
8:09 AM is the exact time I started carrying that smug dumb bear.
There was better crowd control this year but still some moments that were definitely anxiety producing. I am still amazed by the lack of police officers inside the ticketed areas. Next inauguration, they just need to hand things over to the NYPD. Seriously.
We did finally find a nice spot near the… uh… toilets.
Which many people tried to take advantage of for better viewing…
This is about all I could see…
And this is pretty much what the girls could see…
After Vice President Biden took his oath, the crowd applauded and 8-year-old Dylan said to me with joy and relief in her eyes, “Is it over?!!!”
No, not quite.
But despite all the waiting (hours) and the cold (not so bad) and some serious 6-year-old whining (could always be worse), it was very cool to listen to Obama’s speech.
One of my favorite quotes that brought a hush over the crowd….
And except for getting stuck in insane DC traffic when we got to town, intense crowded moments as we left the inauguration and tried to get on the Metro and witnessing a fight between Rick and the GPS that got very ugly, I would totally do it again.
Because there is just something totally awesome about saying… President Obama’s second inauguration? Yeah, I was there.
(Thank you to fabulous cousin Wendi for the tickets and fabulous Tommy Tom for taking care of the twins! xo)