Wet Butterflies Melt

It's A Line That's Always Running

Tyler and Dylan came up, one to help me do a brake job, the other to run in the backyard and scream. 

Guess which did which. 

Wrong.

Yuula, as usual, was a bad example

Belly's Full, Ears Open, Feet Wet

 We took a water taxi over toward Michigan Avenue. That was a lovely little ride.

Decided to stock up at Potbelly's and have lunch in the park while listening the orchestra rehearse. Tchaikovsky's 4th and a chicken Mediterranean from Potbelly's is a fairly perfect combination.

Lunch buddies

Cloud Gate was next. It's always a good time at the bean.

And it makes for such simple group shots

Laura and her bean(s)

Then for the highlight of the day, water time

Giant, slightly creepy faces that spit and sprinkle water down on unsuspecting and expecting children

The child does not get water logged

I think we were there for a good two hours

Her aunt was not complaining

The Germans Are Known For Their Balloon Expertise

I wish the cat had driven

Yuula got some dunking lessons, on par

dinner provided by Brad & Erin, pork steak, no surprise

we don't see this on our road

Fort Wayne fashion is still in question

Looking on from atop Mount Brad at her puppy balloon creation

She wasn't the only one styling some balloon art

Then we found this...

Dylan got trapped

It was like a party

Good thing we had her bathing suit