Dad's first Father's Day

A beautiful Sunday in San Francisco at the zoo.  Moss took two naps, ate 3 lunches, and only needed one diaper change.  Plus Ben got free admission.  Could not have asked for a better day.  Moss was generally nonplussed, but he's still a little too young to really Do the Zoo.  Next year.  :)

The zoo is right on the ocean, so we hopped across the street and Moss got the full experience (a full 13 years earlier than I saw my first ocean, and a full 24 years earlier than I saw the Pacific).  

COLD.

We'll do a proper beach day soon.  I wish I could have let him crawl around and see for himself, but we had no towel, no change of clothes, and an hour drive home.  Still a perfect day.

Not a good camouflage outfit...

No one will find me.

I am the garden.

I am invisible, an apparition.

Crap.

Ok, plan B -- be visible but adorable.

Success.

Moss in boxes

Climbing in and out of box-like areas is a very fulfilling activity for Moss.  I'm just here to encourage his interests.

That last one didn't have a happy ending though -- he decided he wanted to sit upright, but the shelf is only about 12 inches tall (14 tops).  Post-photo, an exceedingly frustrating 3 minutes ensued, ultimately requiring rescue assistance.

Making grass soup

Moss makes a friend, Herr Schnecke

Eating (an) In 'N Out (straw) with Dad

Pretty good burger, terrible fries, or so I'm told.  But I wouldn't know, I always order the ice water.

Killing time waiting for Dad at the dentist

Pole dancing is a hip modern exercise trend for those in the know.  Moss is in the know.

Learning to walk is hard...

Aaaaand Moss gets his first black eye.  Slipped on the floor and wanged his face on the bench he was using to pull up.  Near bulls-eye, hooray for not ending up at the ER.