Hand Over The Tzatziki And Nobody Gets Hurt

In the interest of keeping Robert's culinary horizons wide, we stopped by the Gyro Palace on the way back from dropping off the rental car today. The little dude was duly impressed.

"What is this white stuff in this cup? If this is mayonnaise, I'm not eating no mayonnaise."

"Let me just stick my fork in there and see..."

"Ooh, this looks good."

"Maybe if I took a little piece of gyro and dipped it in there..."

"WOW! σας ευχαριστούμε, mom και τον μπαμπά!" (*)

(* "Thanks, Mom & Dad!")

"If That's A 7, Then The 4 Must Go Here..."

The little dude, hard at work.

Grandma!

Grandma moved into her new place this week, so Mom and Dad took me over there to check it out. Check out the awesome pool she has! They called it a "pond," but I don't know what that is. It looks like a big pool to me. It even has a giant sprinkler in the middle!

Mom.

I love Mom. She's the best!

What Are They For, If Not For Doing Chores?

Emily and I were in a pretty horrific car accident on Wednesday morning. I had back surgery two weeks ago, and we dropped off Robert at school that morning and went on our way to the orthopedist to have my staples removed. While stopped at a light, pondering which Dunkin Donuts to go to, two cars collided at high speed in the intersection in front of us, sending one of them crashing into our car, flipping up over our hood and landing on its roof next to the driver's door. (Em was driving.) It sent us whipping back about forty feet and smashed up the Civic pretty good.

Thankfully, a lot of things were in our favor. The car didn't land on Emily -- although it came close -- it landed on the hood. And there was nobody behind us at the light, so when we were pushed back, we weren't sandwiched. And Honda did a freaking phenomenal job of building their 2004 Civic, so the whole interior cabin was unharmed. And thankfully, Robert wasn't in the car.

So with me still recovering from surgery and Emily recovering from whiplash, Robert's done a nice job of picking up some of the slack around the house.


"Boy, there's a lot of dog hair around here."

"Uh, do you mind? I'm trying to work here."

"Look, Mom! Dust!"

Robert's New Room

Emily and I have (finally) transformed our old junk room into a play room. Little dude loved it.

Mmm... Rotting Brains

These folks say that Baby Einstein videos rot children's brains.

I say that Baby Einstein videos keep children occupied for roughly thirty minutes (or even longer on "repeat play" mode!), which is fine by me when we're trying to get dressed in the morning.

SARK!!! FISSSSSSSSSSS!!! SARK SARK SARK!!

I LOVE THE AQUARIUM!!!
The Sea Lions are one of my favorites. I kept dragging Mommy and Daddy back and forth between the Sea Lions and the "SARK" Tank.








Look! FISSSSSSSSSS!!!

Come on, Mommy! I want to see a SARK!

Hi, May I Speak to Elmo?

Here I am with one of my favorite toys: my Elmo phone.
I can talk to Elmo for hours. He's a great conversationalist.

It's Tough Being a Baby

I don't even know why I am sad. But I am very dramatic about it.

Hey, Good Lookin'!

Today we had the nicest weather we've had in a long time. So I spent a while playing outside in the lawn. Here I am with a pinecone, sitting down in the plants.
Mom! Look!!! A dog just walked past the house!
Hi Doggie!!!

If I squeeze myself back here, nobody will be able to find me... or my pinecone!

I have become a very good runner!

Oh, no! I got a time out for biting Mommy. I am not allowed to do that.
OK, time out is over. Back to running.

Now I'm tired. May I have nap now??