we watched happy feet in lawn chairs and brought chicken kabobs with us from home for a downtown picnic.
jude had his own little camping table to bebop around, which he loved. he couldn't seem to understand why i didn't want him crawling around on the pavement next to a bunch of pigeons. babies man, you just can't reason with them.
it was one of the first nights this summer we've really been able to hang out outside because it's been so blazing hot. so it was lovely, despite the fact that we had to watch happy feet. it's not one of my favorites.
and the jude got to stay up waaaaaay past his bed time and watch footloose.
at one point jon was off riding someone else's scoot and i stepped away to say hi to some friends, leaving jude with one of our scoot friends. (he's a doctor, ok? i figured the kid would be safe for two minutes. and he was.)
one messy little person, eating the leftovers of a chili cheese coney.
what mama, am i not supposed to do this?
go ahead dude, it's fine.
don't waste any.
