Outings

Today, Charley and I went out to run a few errands. One stop was at the photo place so that Charley could have his passport photo taken. Let me tell you... babies/toddlers have to abide by the same photo rules as the rest of us, ie: no smiling, eyes open, neutral face, mouth closed, etc. This is trickier than it sounds with a singing boy, who found the whole process amusing and smiled a lot. The very competent photographer had a photo after about 25 shots, which I thought was amazing. Charley looks like a thug in his photo, but why should he look good in his passport? The rest of the world looks grim and non-smiling too!

Another stop took us to the bank, where a nice teller gave Charley a balloon. I don't think it's an overstatement to say that he was so excited, he pee'd his pants. (Will do a moisture check and verify...) He's been squealing at the balloon since he got it, to the point where Chris came down from his office to see if we'd adopted a budgie of some kind. Here is proof of the revelry:

Kismet is not as keen on balloons as Charley would like her to be...

Playtime sure is tiring!