a day at the art museum

Jenna and I spent the day at the Philadelphia Art Museum, or as the 12-year-old boy inside of me likes to say, the "Phart" Museum. We walked around for hours and then went out to the front of the museum and acted like TOTAL tourists and took Rocky'esque pictures on the infamous steps. Don't regret it at all! Sorry if the pictures are a little crooked and whatnot. There were security guards EVERYWHERE and I was afraid that they'd see my larger-than-life Nikon and confiscate it somehow. (It's happened before.) After a day full of walking around in Swedish clogs and looking at art, it feels good to sit on the sofa. I had one of those "you don't realize how tired you are and how much your feet hurt until you finally rest" moments. Whew. Hope all of you had as fun of a Sunday as I did!

xo, e.m.