A Friday Night Outing…

Friday evening was beautiful, and Brian had gotten home early from work, so we decided to take an outing to the local park.  Brian suggested that we bring along a kite I got at a garage sale for 50 cents to fly there.  Of course, we unknowingly picked the ONLY non-windy day in Boise to fly our kite, but good old Brian was willing to run around in order to get it to take flight.

As it turned out, Joseph could have cared less about the awesome kite flying right in front of him.  He preferred to do this:

And, really, who can blame him?  He hardly ever gets to see Mommy after all… 

 Good old Brian kept up the effort, though, and Joseph did, eventually, give a glance in his direction and a half-hearted attempt to reach the kite. (It was in the icky grass after all…)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I forgot to mention that we call this park the “shady-park,” a fact that is ironic since this is what it looks like. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is about as shady as it gets in our neck of the woods… or, rather, our neck of the desert?

At this time a bus full of people with special needs arrived to play at the playground.  Brian and I noticed, but went on with our business.  Our politically incorrect baby, however, commenced with the intense staring.  This staring was very obvious and not letting up, so I decided to distracted him by taking him to the playground.  Unfortunately, one of the people with special needs began making some very loud sounds over and over, at which point my baby began HYSTERICALLY LAUGHING AT HIM.  Embarrassing!!   Luckily for us, no one seemed to notice, and we tried to make it look as though he was laughing at his parents, and not at the special-needs stranger.  Sigh.  One of many embarrassing moments to come with Joseph, I’m sure! 

The highlight of the park was swinging with Daddy. 

Brian would drag his feet on the way down (easy to do when you are as tall as he is!), which made a loud scuffing noise that Joseph found to be the funniest noise on the planet!

I went a little picture crazy, but these moments are the ones that I want to be sure to capture and cherish!  (sounds corny, but it’s true!)

It was such a nice Friday evening- we are both depressed and missing Brian while he is back at work today!! Sigh…

 

My Favorite Pictures of The Day

So sweet.

 

 

 

 

 

(And nice flying, babe…)

First Trip to the Zoo!

Last Thursday, along with my friend and her baby, I took Joseph on his first trip to the zoo! He had a bad night and a cruel 20 minute AM nap, so I was exhausted, but decided to go anyway. The zoo had to be better than hanging around the house with a grumpy baby! Surprisingly, he really, really liked it! At one point, the macaw next to us was screeching at the same time that the monkeys were swinging around their cages. Joseph thought that it was those silly monkeys making that noise and he LAUGHED and LAUGHED at them!!

We also got to see a huge boa constrictor. I was nervous, as the handler said that he might bite, so I held on to Joseph’s hands when we got close. (Although why they would let a biting boa constrictor out of his cage is COMPLETELY beyond me!)

Then, the handler said, “I am losing control of the snake, I had better put him down!” Let’s break this down. First of all- he is losing control of the snake…? Isn’t his JOB to be in control of the snake? Secondly, if you are losing control of a huge creature of any kind, would you decide to PUT IT DOWN IN THE GRASS NEXT TO THE CHILDREN WHO ARE PLAYING?! That’s nuts! And so are any of the mothers who would let their child get within a mile of that mammoth predator slithering on the grass!! Well, okay, so I did set my helpless, bite-size baby down next to the potential creature of his doom, but only for a quick picture, I promise!! Joseph and his friend loved touching the statue of the Komodo Dragon, since mean old Mommy wouldn’t let him play with the real one! He still thinks it is pretty cool that he can stand up on his own.

This is my favorite picture of the day:

Isn’t it funny that I assume that they are best friends, even though, really, the only reason why they hang out together is because of forced outings like this?!! Oh well, that is the way that it is going to be until he is old enough to choose his own friends. And, let’s face it, even then I will probably choose most of them for him- no hooligans for my sweet angel!

The boys started to get grumpy (see picture of whiny babies below), so we wrapped it up and headed home to a glorious nap time for both of us. And okay, I lied,

This is my favorite

picture of the day…

Oh nap time, how I love thee.