He’s getting used to us. Here is G feeding him breakfast:
Then we went and scoped out the new house and the new neighborhood. There’s a playground practically in their backyard. Obie is a bit too young for anything but the baby swings, so I tried out the rest of it for him. There are some pretty terrifying pieces of equipment in that playground, but this wasn’t one of them (despite my apparent breathlessness coming down a baby slide.)
Next we went to the Rose Garden where Emily and Scott got married June 21st 8 years ago, even though Scott thought it was 7 years ago.
Sadly, this encounter with these pink arbor roses did not end well. They were wet and when he let go of them, they swung back and he got hit with a face full of water. Don’t trust roses, Obie. They’re pretty, but they’re bitches.
After lunch and a nap, we went to Thinker Toys in Multnomah Village for something new. He really wanted the revolving Disco Ball on the ceiling, but settled for this shape sorter. We also discovered that, oddly enough, he doesn’t like toys that bite. Go figure.
A few games of Corn Hole and then during Happy Hour Scott gave me a Uke lesson.
Tomorrow the party moves to the coast.