Fun Weekend

We're back to reality today, after a wonderful weekend with Grey's grandparents. They arrived Friday afternoon and we went to dinner that evening at a chicken wing restaurant (no, not the one you're thinking of, but just as bad) with scantily clad young waitresses. I'm pretty sure Pops chose the restaurant, and then he didn't even eat wings! Anyways, our waitress was a big fan of Greyson's and she flirted with him the whole night - it was a little creepy but really cute to see how he reacted to her. He even reached out to touch her shiny pantyhose at one point.

The next day we did some chores and ran to the store in the morning and put Greyson down for a nice nap before our busy afternoon. He woke up just in time to get dressed and head off to the zoo. The Central Florida Zoo is nothing to write home about, but it's a perfect first zoo for Greyson - not too big but full of interesting things to see. Sometimes he was more excited to point out the animals' toy balls in the exhibits, but he was still enthralled by many of the animals. He got to grab a zebu bull by the nose, pet a goat, and reach into the emu enclosure. He said "dird" while staring at the vultures, and crouched down to look through the bars at the elephants. It was a great trip, even though we missed the last train ride by about 2 minutes.

After the zoo, it was down to the Sanford waterfront to watch some boats and some more dirds (Greyson's new word for birds) for a while before our dinner reservation. Dinner was at the Willow Tree Cafe, a special request for Greyson's Pops. Pops got Grey to eat some new fruits, a trick we're very grateful for. He's even started eating melon, apple, and pineapple at home now, yipee! He was mesmerized by the accordion music, got to hear his Grandpops speaking Russian with the waitress, and got a belly full of black forest cake for dessert. Lucky kid. The tired and stuffed Goose passed out in the car on the way home, woke up long enough for a diaper change and bottle before crashing for the night. Mike and I got to go out without him, although we ended up seeing people who hadn't seen him in a while and missed his sweet face.

On Sunday we played in the leaves out front and Greyson had two breakfasts before his nap. When he woke up his Jo Grandma and Pops were gone, maybe that's why he was fussy all afternoon. He loves them sooo much. I think he'll have a great time next month when he goes to stay with them for a long weekend. Just after this weekend they have him pointing out his nose (and saying nose!), giving hugs, and saying car, - I bet he'll be speaking in complete sentences when we pick him up from their care.