We had a Saturday spent playing around the island and eating good food.
We got to just enjoy time as a family and it was wonderful.
Sy was awesome eating with chopsticks at P.F. Chang's and kept us in stitches the entire time.
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We then played the afternoon away at Bellows before having some mexican for dinner.
I think the highlight of our day, though, was when we were leaving the beach and Sy informed us he needed to potty. We were parked at a stretch of beach that had no bathrooms. I asked Sy, who normally will NOT do this, if he would go pee pee on the tire. He said he would.
So, no biggie, kid pees on the car tire. Then he tells us he needs to poo poo. B and I look at each other like, uhhhhhhh what now? I ask Sy if he can just poo poo right here? He said, "poo poo grass?" Yep, kiddo, poo poo in the grass. I hold up a towl and away he goes. We left with a hurry after that and I feel slightly guilty for leaving his poop there in the grass for anyone to stumble upon.
Sy now keeps asking if he can go poo poo in grass now. Silly kid.
Sunday we went to a friend's house to watch the super bowl.
Since ordering in pizza and having beer really isn't my thing I brought stuff for Sy and I.
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veggie filled crostadas topped with avocado
It was fun, but like all fun adult things, Sylas gets bored with them quickly. .JPG)
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After spending only a few hours there, we went home.
Am I the only one who could really careless about the superbowl and its commercials?
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