Spring Break East Coast Style
Every weekend and holiday is cause for an adventure around here
After all, we’re on a perpetual vacation lasting until December.
Sotterley Plantation– about 15 minutes from our house.
One of the only homes in the area to not be burned to the ground during the Civil War. Click here to see a full review of our trip to Sotterley. Spoiler: we loved it!
Tuesday: Fancy theater and an assassin.
A friend of mine tipped us off to this really nice movie theater about 45 minutes from us.
Electronic reclining seats!
Since the forecast called for rain I thought it was a worthy excursion.
We put up our feet, ate our weight in popcorn, and laughed with the Muppets.
Being excited about a movie theater makes me seem like such a country bumkin.
But really I’m a desert rat whose movie going experiences often involve
finding a seat that isn’t covered with a garbage bag signifying it’s out of order.
On the way home we stopped off at Dr. Mudd’s home for a little education.
We always see signs for this place but didn’t know anything about it.
It was closed that day but from reading the information outside the gate we figured out that we were standing there exactly 149 years TO THE DAY that President Abraham Lincoln was assassinated and John Wilkes Booth ran to this home to seek medical treatment after breaking his leg during his retreat.
We thought that was kismet.
Dr. Mudd was convicted of conspiring to kill the President and aiding his assassin though he claimed he had no idea what had happened and was only doing his doctorly duties.
He spent a few years in a damp Bermuda prison before being pardoned after treating prisoners and guards during a yellow fever outbreak.
Wednesday: At HOME
I had plans for us to spend the day at another historical site
nearby but the kids just wanted to stay home and play.
So that’s what we did!
We made yummy treats, packed for a weekend get-away, and played on the beach.
I invited the neighbor girls Grace and Clara over for a chalk art festival.
I showed the kids photos online of chalk art festivals and what they’re about.
I gave them each a piece of paper and markers to come up with an idea.
They each got a slice of the driveway to make a masterpiece.
They were messy and happy.
I was the proud owner of the greatest driveway ever for an entire week.
Then it rained.