This morning Mom and I walked up to midtown to visit cousin Morgan and Aunt Caryn. It was a real doodie disaster up there...cops everywhere, Obama lingering around, scary black FBI cars circling around. Actually it was quite exciting...we had a great walk!
Morgan and I worked up an appetite in the park nearby her place...and then we strolled over to Bloomingdales for lunch. Morgan sucked on milk...while I nibbled on some of Mom's lasagna.
Later in the afternoon I had rock band class. Mom and Beth took Julian and I to Apple Seeds to play for an hour before class. Our banter went something like this...
Gavin: Good seeing you pal...how's your diaper hangin?
Julian: Sweet dude. Had a good day, weather was great.
Gavin: Julian...your mom is cool...
Julian: Dude, HANDS OFF OF HER.
Gavin: Chillax buddy...I was just sayin what's up Beth...
Julian: Don't ever do that again or there will be trouble. Big trouble. You don't want to mess with me.
Gavin: I'm shakin in my diaper...now catch me if you can!
Julian: Let's rock ~
Gavin: Good times today...let's get a cab outta here.
Julian: Later small fry.
Gavin: after awhile crocodile!
