Our third day in DC started out as uneventful. We got up, went to breakfast and decided to go to the Smithsonian’s Air and Space Museum. To me that is the most boring museum ever! How many airplanes, rockets and space vehicles can one look at. Dave and Hunter were eager to go, so go we did. Once we entered the museum Hayley freaked out screaming so I knew we were in trouble.
Hayley and I trudged behind Dave and Hunter as they were checking out the many displays. Every once in a while if I spied an open seat I would sit Hayley down while Dave and Hunter looked at something. After a few hours we got lunch and it was back to the museum.
Dave and Hunter decided to go and re-visit some of their favorite displays and films. I and even more so Hayley did not even have “1 favorite” display and so chose to sit down on a platform holding a very large rocket. I watched Dave and Hunter disappear into the crowd and Hayley chose to moan very loudly and roll all over the platform. All of a sudden I happened to look in the distance and saw a head bobbing up and down and waving. It was Dave and I then realized he was beckoning me to come. I took Hayley’s hand and we made our way to where Dave and Hunter were supposed to be. As we approached, I saw Dave but no Hunter, panic started to overtake me because I thought Hunter was lost. As my eyes are frantically looking around, I saw him behind Dave laying face up on the floor with blood all over his face, shirt and the floor. Then I noticed Dave was holding a wad of blood soaked napkins. “What HAPPENED”, I yelled? Dave said they were walking around when all of a sudden Hunter got a bloody nose, he said blood was spurting everywhere! Dave had no tissues or napkins on him, just the map and he knew that wouldn’t help. After having Hunter lay on the floor and then standing there helplessly looking at him, a lady ran over and handed Dave napkins she had been carrying in her purse. Dave cleaned him up the best he could and that was when he waved us over. Meanwhile through all this, Hunter is crying and sobbing “am I going to survive this tragedy?” We finally were able to let him up without his nose bleeding, Dave took Hunter to the bathroom and finished cleaning him up to the best of his ability. Meanwhile, Hayley is rolling all over the floor tantruming. It is amazing how many people passed us by and saw Hunter and all the blood, plus Hayley rolling around screaming, yet not one asked if we needed help, and that includes museum staff as well.
Once that episode was over, it was back to the Natural History Museum. Hunter’s shirt was covered with blood but hey, why would that bother him? Hunter started the long process of video taping every animal in the animal exhibit. While he and Dave were occupied with this, I found a nice bench in the corner and Hayley and I sat down. Once Hunter was satisfied with what he video taped it was back to the hotel.
After a long HOT walk back to the hotel, we got into our nice cool room. I was never so happy to be somewhere. It had been and exhausting day. Hunter changed into clean clothes so we were set, or so we thought. We all sat down when Hunter got up, walked to the desk and got a tissue to blow his nose. Before I could say DO NOT BLOW TOO HARD, he did. He blew out a clot and blood went flying EVERYWHERE!!! All over Hunter, the bed, carpet, tables and chairs. After the initial shock, Dave and I jumped up, but Hunter darted past us into the bathroom. He was trying to strip off his clothes and go into the bathtub, blood is ALL over……..sink, mirror, floor, tub you name it. It looked as though a murder was committed! We are yelling for Hunter to get out ot the tub, but he kept screaming “I HAVE TO TAKE A SHOWER!!! Dave pulled Hunter out ot the shower and cleaned him up, I got him to lay on the floor by the bed, yet Hunter kept insisting that “Kevin” said if you get a bloody nose, you have to take a shower because it stops the flow. I argued no, that is not true, you must lay down. The next day we found out from Kevin that when he was babysitting Hunter and Hayley, Hunter got a bloody nose while standing in the tub when Kevin was buzzing Hunter’s head. What Kevin DID say to Hunter was that at least he was standing in the tub when the nose bleed came so it was easier to wash off.
Now mind you while all this is going on Hayley is jumping, jumping, jumping on the bed screeching. Dave and I are still cleaning up blood when Hunter calls to me saying he is cold. I march to where he is laying down and there the poor kid was laying in front of the air conditioner with just his underwear on and about a million goose bumps! I took a clean blanket and put over him and told him just to hold on a few more minutes.
Ok, blood is cleaned up about the best it could be. I got Hunter up and he changed into his pajamas as I only had one more outfit for him to wear. Dave opened a bottle of wine, got out the water glasses and poured us a “healthy” amount. We sat not speaking for a few minutes until the shock wore off. Hayley is still intermittently jumping on the bed but we chose to ignore her.
Dave decided to go downstairs to see if there were any take out menus for the area because we really didn’t want room service again. He wasn’t gone even 1 minute when Hayley started REALLY jumping on the bed and hysterically laughing (this means big trouble). I started to walk over to get her off the bed when she jumped past me, picked up the wine bottle and as I screamed NOOOOOO, the bottle of wine shot out of her hands and wine went EVERYWHERE!!! It went on the bed, blankets, floor and chair. Yes, the same ones that are covered in blood, now are also covered in wine. I yell at Hayley to go sit down so I could attempt to clean up the mess when Dave walks in minus menus. He just stood in the door dumbfounded.
We got cleaned up, opened another bottle of wine and finally sat down. But not for long. Hayley got up on the bed started jumping and hysterically laughing. She started saying “pee pee on the bed”. Dave whipped her off the bed and brought her to the bathroom. Hayley is still giggling, but after 10 minutes she says “try later”. Ok, as Dave turns out the light in the bathroom, Hayley jumps on the bed and immediately pees all over it!!! Bed, sheets, blankets are wet. Now we have one bed covered in blood and wine, the other in pee. We used the last remaining towel to clean up the pee. Dave and I again sat down and could do nothing but drink up our wine and stare.
When we looked around the room and then the bathroom with a stack of towels covered in blood, wind and pee, we knew then that we would never return to this hotel. They probably have a “banned from the hotel” poster in every hallway for our family, and I wouldn’t blame them.
We can laugh about it now but at the time when this type of thing happens you feel helpless, hopeless, stressed, pissed, you name it. But this is our life so you take the good with the bad.
After everything FINALLY calmed down for the night, you know what we did? Order room service!