On this beautiful Saturday, Capitol Hill looks like a dream. Families frolicking at the park, the sun shining down to accentuate the rainbow of colors that paint the row houses… every dog you pass is wagging its’ tail.  Who wouldn’t want to live in this magical paradise?! (A lot of people, actually, but more on that later.)

Our family set out this morning with no plan, as we do on most Saturdays. With nothing but a stroller and a couple of pullups for our 2-year-old, we went from ballet class to the coffee shop to Lincoln Park, and then Eastern Market for pupusas at our favorite dive, Tortilla Cafe.

Everyone seemed to have the same idea and the same goal: enjoy our neighborhood on these perfect days and forget (ignore?) the other side of the Hill whenever we can. That’s certainly what we were trying to do for my 5-year old’s classmate and friend who joined us today so that her parents could get themselves together after their house was ransacked and robbed while they were at work yesterday. [Read more…]