Finally catching up on a bunch of old pictures of the baby being born.
Here is his little foot right out of the womb. So much larger than expected but still so small:
The happy family:
"The notion that a radical is one who hates his country is naïve and usually idiotic. He is, more likely, one who likes his country more than the rest of us, and is thus more disturbed than the rest of us when he sees it debauched. He is not a bad citizen turning to crime; he is a good citizen driven to despair." - H. L. Mencken
Walking to the grocery store.
As she is pretty independent she wanted to walk the wagon there but needed a little help:
Cause when she tried to do it herself there was just lots of standing around:
Or sitting around:
On the way back a ride was much preferred:
She also decided to clean the sidewalk:
With no photos of the actual museum. Just the walk down there.
It had been a while where I had taken my camera on a walk like this recently. It was a lot of fun.
This was my favorite photo of the walk with the yellow and the dark sky:
Birds in the fountain in flight:
Random walls on the way there:
The fountain with a slow shutter speed to catch the water but no tripod so really blurry :(
Something out of the death star:
A series of sculpture shots:
Different depth of field:
More blown out:
And some shots from the actual museum which makes a liar out of me:
Which I had hoped would turn out a little more awesome: