Outings

Today we had two nice outings.

First, Iain finally got to try out his BOB. It's been hotter than the surface of the sun here, and blazingly sunny. So we waited and waited, sure that taking him out in a black stroller was a bad idea. Even the dogs, who are desperate for a walk, didn't want to run around the neighborhood in fur coats when the mercury reached 95.

Today, though, the temperature dropped. A storm brought heavy rains to us in the late morning, leaving behind humidity but only temps in the 80s. So when Iain was getting a little stir-crazy after lunch, I decided to take him out for a spin.

As promised, the BOB solved our sidewalk problems. Cracks and uneven pavement that made our little Click-n-Go have a breakdown proved no challenge to the BOB. I drove with one hand while wrangling the dogs with the other hand and talking on the phone with Miriam. Yes, I did. I couldn't find the headphones for my iPod and plus Miriam's charming. So eat it.

Iain seemed to like being outside. In some ways this was his first real walk. Unlike the Click-n-Go, in the BOB he can see ahead, and he's eye-level to flowers, mailboxes and shrubs. The unpredictable jerking motions caused by Boris or Juno freaking out only adds spice to the ride. By the time we returned, he was drowsy. So I popped him into his crib and ZZZZZZZZZZ.

Love.The.BOB.

Our second outing was more for the parents. The Bizzles called to see if we wanted to get dinner, and we leapt at the chance to Get Out of This House. So off Iain went to Callie's house, where he got to eat in her high-chair (padding! Fancy.), play with her mom, stare at her toys, and flirt. When we returned it was dark. Charles pointed out that we haven't really been out until after dark in a long time. Granted, it's summer. But still.

And just like the first outing, upon our return I changed Iain into his jammies, kissed him goodnight, and put him in the crib. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.