Happy Father's Day, Baba!

"Everyday should be Father's Day," that's what Baba likes to say. Happy Father's day to Papou, Papa Eddie, and Great Grandpa Brooks too, and to all the dads out there that mean so much to us "kids." Maybe everyday should be Father's Day...Mommy doesn't think so (and my guess is most moms wouldn't agree with Baba's sentiment).

Saturday at the Beach!

After my most recent beach experience (in South Carolina a few weeks ago), Mommy, Baba and I thought it would be fun to find a beach that wouldn't require a plane ride. So, we went to Lake George (about an hour north of Albany). It was a beautiful day today - high 80s, no humidity. Mommy packed a picnic lunch, Baba packed the beach chairs in the car and we were off first thing this morning. Of note during lunch was the little chipmunk that managed to get into our picnic basket and, in turn, cause Mommy to scream when the little critter leaped out when she opened the picnic basket. Baba and I thought it was pretty funny. Mommy did too...eventually. Our day at the beach was great! I love the beach! After lunch we hit the road and headed to Sataroga Springs for a walk through town. Lots of hustle-bustle in Saratoga today and it's not even track season yet. After a stroll through Saratoga we headed home and I took a long, long nap...I was beat. Here's a video of me at the beach.

Spatial Reasoning

Well, you learn something new everyday. At least that's what my parents keep telling me. Tonight, I was having some serious issues getting my walker (or whatever you call that thing with wheels that I walk behind) through my barn door. I tried again and again to get that darn walker (or whatever it's called) through a wide open barn door. Nothing. I pulled, and I pulled, and I pulled. Suffice it to say, I couldn't get the walker where I wanted it...through the barn door. Baba said something about a square peg in a round whole. Jibberish. What does that mean? I was trying to get my walker through the barn door, Ba. Duh. Here's some video.