Yes we go to Pearl every weekend. C wore her hat almost the entire time. The night before she stayed up from 9-12:30, running around the house, insisting we read every book. Then things devolved -- but who among us hasn't ended an evening naked in the kitchen eating 16 ounces of strawberry yogurt?
Blueberry muffin from Sol y Luna
Peeking into the Culinary Institute of America.
Pulling herself over to Josie -- "HI!".
Lately C has been laying down the law with Josie and telling her all she needs to know around the house:
NO GIGI MINE GIGI!
CUCKOLD, GIGI! (careful, Josie!)
Josie and I spent some time on the porch while C napped.
This was the very first time I've seen her push to all fours - and my camera was ready!
Back to rolling.
Going to count the cats.
She ate about a cup of avocado. #attagirl
Pizza from Florio's that reminded us why we don't order pizza from Florio's.
Pearl Redux with "ha", "bah-pah", and "my neck-iss".
Hitting up the Block, food truck park and patio bar, in the afternoon to hear Mike play:
This is so perfect I can't stand it.
Dessert at StoneWerks.