|Ace pterodactyl caller|
"Did that guy look like Philip Seymour Hoffman?" and "Move over, Princess" respectively.
By the time we got to the baked beans, there was no way Team Tribloons was going to win. I stared down Greener, who was on an opposing team, til she choked on stone cold bean juice.
|Eat up, Greener|
On Saturday I took The Girl to Pride Fest where she knew instinctively when to clap during a set by a local singer-songwriter. I had to work extremely hard to keep her from coating herself in a layer of horse shit left behind by the Horse Cops that live in the park.
|Cousin Mel found the right word to describe The Girl's hair, |
which has Qs in back and nothing in front. "It's a mullet," she said.
Her eyes tell the tale:
|Portrait of a Tot with Ice Cream Eyes|
We went to a bubble festival at the children's museum, but we'd totally missed out on the free T-shirt so we really half-assed the rest of the visit.
|Chuck says she looks like the MC and I look like her Hype Man.|
"There's never anyone there," I reasoned aloud to myself. "And, 'sides, it's my birthday."
The bartender pshawed my question. Of course I could bring a baby into the restaurant.
"The white table cloths just make us seem fancy," he said.
This is probably true. One night Chuck and I ate our dinner with a view of a man wearing a robe who was checking his Gmail in the hotel lobby.
The Girl was fine through the cheese plate. She was really getting a fever for the flavor of Havarti. She might have caught a small bone in the white fish and I think she flicked the caper.
I caught the plate just as she was about to fling it across the room.
She grabbed a ring of onion off the top of my salad and seemed to put a lot of muscle into ripping it apart. She pointed at my olives. She shook her head at the tomatoes. She almost ate a piece of chicken, but squirreled it away in the corner of her mouth.
I quickly had the server bring the check and a box.
When we tried to leave it was pouring rain.
I put her to bed and ate the salad straight out of the carton while watching "Keeping Up with the Kardashians" on Hulu. It was actually fun.
Neither of us had a daily obligation on Monday, so we went for a walk and ended up at something that is oddly referred to as The Mom Beach. We buried The Girl's feet in the sand and swung her out over the water and then lazily headed back civilization.
We ate dinner at Endion Station and just barely got back to the car before it got dark.