Our little house seems even littler in summer. Most days we get to the point when I realize we need to get out, now! Today that moment came early. So, we escaped to the zoo.
Fed some cows...
Also, in the farm area we watched a mother pig simultaneously nurse 9 piglets. Wow.
Rode the carousel. Boys both chose to ride on the chimps.
Rosie clung to the giraffe.
As we ate lunch there was a bunch of seagulls trying to steal food. Rosie kept running up to them and trying to touch them. A man sitting nearby said "You better watch that one. She has no fear. When she's 18 she's going to be doing flips on her motorcycle for the X Games."
Still in pjs. Of course.
On our way to the car we talked to this nice policeman and petted his horse "Bub."
While the littles napped, Blaise and I took in the Roscoe Village Burger Fest. Behold.
He chose a massive blue Powerade and a BBQ burger. I don't have many moments alone with just Blaise, and it was nice to chat with him. He still held my hand while we walked through the crowds. Some days he seems grown up so that was precious to me. Attack that burger, Blaiser.
As you can see, Blaise does not always have saintly behavior! Blaise's name, however, comes from a saint whose feast day we observe every February. St. Blaise is known for blessing throats, as he once saved a young boy choking on a fish bone. He also is the patron saint of wild animals. Perhaps he can intercede on behalf of our cat? We expect that our Blaise will have lots of spunk, just like the saint he's named after!