This summer I have been making huge salads for myself for dinner. So while Dylan eats his usual pasta and meatballs, I've been eating enormous bowls of the best summer has to offer. When he finishes his meal he becomes interested in mine. And instead of just licking the lettuce/tomatoes/radishes/cucumbers/beans and putting them back (why waste them, right?) like he had been doing, he actually started eating them! And I have proof!
The highlight of the zoo trip (for Dylan, I liked the gorilla house and giraffes the best) was the train ride at the end. He loves trains, and he loved this one. He went with his father and had a blast.
The train that took my baby away from me (completely awake and excited)...
I've been taking Tuesdays off this summer, and we've been doing stuff around the city. We went to the Franklin Park Zoo on one of the hottest days of summer. Whoops. But it was a fun day.
Giraffes! Can a please take this dumb safari hat off now? Haven't you gotten enough pictures yet? Dylan is always authorized personnel. Flamingos! We couldn't get him to stand on one foot. But maybe next time.
We weren't disturbing the gorilla, the gorilla was disturbing to us.
Hey look, Dylan, there's a gorilla. What's he going to get? And why did he put on that cape? He went to get a snack. It was a disturbing snack. But it was nice that he looked at the camera! Let me out of this crazy money house!
We ate ribs. On June 28. It's been a great and busy summer and the blog has taken a hit. But it's back now! And full of ribs!
Gnam! Salty! Drink some milk. Dylan took a karaoke break. He sang Ring Around the Rosie with the alternate lyrics he and his father made up. Wait, what am I eating again? It comes from where on the Mo? (he calls cows "mo," not moo.) Whatever! It tastes good. I'll gnaw some more. Dylan is trying to make a call on his cornbread phone. Eating cornbread and ribs is apparently hilarious.