Good news, Riley has gained about a pound in the last month. He's becoming a Beefcake with our Weight Gain 4000 plan, so the doctor won't be taking him away.
He's developing well brain-wise and is getting good at putting the blue oval into his shape sorting cube.
The only problem is he's still too short to reach in and get it back out.
Otherwise, it was another long, adventure-packed week around these parts.
We started off on Tuesday, by doing something we never do...... we went somewhere after work.
That somewhere was the last UL Softball home game of the year, Senior Night, and Anthill's last home game as a Lady Cajun.
Riley wasn't really into the game, which had a great finish.
He mostly just crawled around and otherwise drew attention to himself.
Thursday, we caught the Dirty Dozen Brass Band at Rhythms (spoiler alert: there aren't really twelve of them), and Riley learned the advanced primate skill of digging with a stick.
On Saturday morning, we headed out to Lake Martin for a hike/photo excursion with my parents and Joan's mom
We didn't see as many alligators as last time, but did see a wicked looking and very aggressive caterpillar...
along with evidence that the idiots around here will shoot anything, even in a protected nature preserve, to make their tiny brains forget that they are at the bottom of the evolutionary barrel. Idiocracy, here we come.
For more pics, including lots of litter, Joan's favorite photographic subject matter, check out her Flickr page, linked on the right.
On the hike, Riley showed us all of the different positions that can be attained while sleeping in the Kelty Backpack.
After our adventure, it was lunch time, and you know what that means. I feel like I don't even have to say it. And as usual, it was good.
Next up was Anna's second birthday party, where Riley was lucky enough to get a kiss from the birthday girl.
That picture should cancel out any impression given by his Elton John-like taste in eyewear
Because he showed a lot of interest in the animals at Lake Martin, we made Sunday a zoo day. It is amazing to see how much more
interested he is in the animals than he was just two months ago. I think he really enjoyed himself.
It was a light crowd day, which allowed him to get in the playground without being overpowered by the second-hand smoke smell and negative IQs of the usual Skoal-stained zoo children.
Though mommy was hesitant to let him try, he got to take a trip down the short slide.
He loved it so much, that we spent the next 15 minutes shooting him down the big slide.
He was delighted.
We even raced down once, and he totally whooped me.
That's it for stories.
Now I'll just bombard you with some of my favorite pics of the week.
See you next week, with a post with a slightly different feel.