After a luxiouriously long six-week visit, Paula and Greg returned to Chicago on Superbowl Sunday. I swear the kids have the shakes -- they absolutely ate up the spoils of grandparent love, but will have to hold out until their April return.
To take their minds off of it, we took the kids to Key West.
To take their minds off of it, we took the kids to Key West.We enjoyed a lunch at Blue Heaven, where Ben opted to eat nothing and watch the roaming chickens.
"Let's count the hen's legs, Ben: One, two... three, four, five?!" This momma kept her chicks out of Ben's reach by tucking them beneath her wings.
Next, Ben enjoyed a chocolate cone while I got Sidney's baby footprint tattooed on my right foot -- to match Ben's on my left.
An hour later, a the end of a very long napless day, Ben sat on Duvall Street and savored his SECOND icecream of the day. Moments later he passed out in the car.
Not much face time for Sid in this update, so here's the strawberry girl in her high chair.
"Let's count the hen's legs, Ben: One, two... three, four, five?!" This momma kept her chicks out of Ben's reach by tucking them beneath her wings.Next, Ben enjoyed a chocolate cone while I got Sidney's baby footprint tattooed on my right foot -- to match Ben's on my left.An hour later, a the end of a very long napless day, Ben sat on Duvall Street and savored his SECOND icecream of the day. Moments later he passed out in the car.
Not much face time for Sid in this update, so here's the strawberry girl in her high chair. 
