Eve of Columbus Day

I guess it's not actually the "eve" of Columbus Day since it's after midnight. For reasons not totally clear, Tam doesn't get Columbus Day off. (Theoretically the reason is that to give them the Friday after Thanksgiving off -- not an official Federal holiday-- they need to give up another holiday, and since as the Air Force Association they can't give up Veteran's Day on November 11, they have to give up Columbus Day. My office doesn't make you trade off, they just give you Friday after Thanksgiving anyway, but well, what can I say?)

So this means tomorrow is a "Daddy Day," a word from the old days of day care when I had Sarah two days a week. She still likes "Daddy Days," though they're less frequent. We have agreed to chili dogs for lunch and to see Beverly Hills Chihuahua (Sound warning if you're at work as the music starts to play). Father-daughter days are nice though I have much to do and it doesn't strike me as the greatest movie ever made.

Yesterday we went to the Smithsonian's new Ocean Hall in the Natural History Museum, since Sarah is always big on ocean life. A really extraordinary new exhibit, and a permanent one, so we'll need to go back to see it all. We also visited her favorite sites at the Natural History Museum, namely the gem collection and of course the dinosaur hall. And then home.

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