Walking Backwards

So I'm tired and moody. Therefore my entry this evening will not be all that substantial. I've had a long day. First, Nicholas and I went to the Wildflower Center and looked at all the plants and ran around. He especially enjoyed the crunching sound his shoes made on the crushed gravel path and kept stomping up and down to make noise. It is lovely there even when the flowers aren't blooming and its the middle of winter. I had a hard time keeping him out of the fountains, but no way was I going to let him play in that water. I was hoping to get some garden ideas, but I couldn't really get much research done chasing after the baby. Here are some of our pictures from today:


This is Nicholas climbing all over the benches in the butterfly garden.



The arches at the front of the center are about twenty-five feet tall and continue on a path for several yards.



The fountain that I envy and that Nico wants to swim in.



We ran other errands today, but Nicholas has been a grumpy man since we left the house this morning. We went to Chick-fil-A for lunch and he got a book of 500 German words in his kid's meal. I don't know how long it is going to be before he gets into that one as we are still trying to teach him how to sort out his body parts.


We ended the day today with a quick jaunt down to San Antonio to drop off and set up my dad's new computer and check out his new place. I really enjoyed seeing him and hope he gets to come up to visit us more now that he is going to invest in a new vehicle. I need to go back down there to drop of some drives and pick up the orchid trees, but its a difficult trip with the little man (although a lot better now that we moved south).

I shall leave you with a punk-rock portrait of my baby from New Year's Eve with his good friend, Fiona.