Frigid Temperatures

We planned on visiting the zoo today. All forecasts pointed to a nice "warm" day (at least warmer than the last few days). Momma and Bubeaner made the necessary preparations, packed the diaper bag, got the dogs ready for the groomers and left. We are not sure what the meteorologist were thinking but it was NOT 74 degrees outside. It was downright frigid.

"If I can't talk to my grandparents,
I can at least eat the phone."

So instead we headed to the mall for some browsing. Bubeaner was not pleased with the change of plans. However, his displeasure may have steamed from being forced to go shopping again. He is after all his father's son. The frowns soon gave way to smiles when we joined aunt Pau at the nearby Halloween costume shop. Bubeaner loves his aunt Pauline.

"I know there is food somewhere in there."

We lost track of time at the store, and Momma ended up buying Bubeaner his first ever happy meal. This is not our first choice for a healthy meal for our son. But it was late, Bubeaner was hungry and Momma had not left anything prepared at home. Bubeaner willingly sacrificed. He ate all of the chicken nuggets and a few fries too. He is doing so much better in his eating.

"Me likes me some nuggets."

Bubeaner spent the rest of the afternoon in his play area where he made sure to get out every single one of his toys along with all the balls in the pool. But that is that area's purpose. Bubeaner can make as huge a mess as he wants. And, of course, he "helped" Dad put it all away by the end of the evening. We are working on him putting his toys away every time he leaves the play area. Right now he mainly sits and watches us, but as he gets older we hope cleaning up after playing becomes a habit.