The above painting, titled something like "Black and White," (or was it "Black and Red?") was determined by Toe to be a volcano: magma below, mountain above, and then sky.
After the art museum, with no rain yet, we played in the Park blocks and enjoyed the dichotomy of leaves falling off trees and blooming roses.
Don't make me sit on the pavement, Mom! |
With the Godparents |
I need to work on training him to walk around town with other people. We walked the six or seven blocks right around five o'clock and foot traffic was heavy. Toe had a hard time keeping track of us and even tried to hold hands with an amused walker (he was busy looking at his Uncle and I was a few steps behind him)... He was safe, but needs a little practice on body and group awareness in those situations.
We wandered a little, rode escalators a lot, and had dinner in the courtyard...
Skybridge |
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