Yesterday was full. Some exercise, and a visit from Rhys' Nana (Warren's mom) started off the day. Then a walk to the mall to pick up a couple things we needed. Mr. Rhys rode in his stroller, sans bucket seat, for the second time in his life:
Then, Rhys experienced his first carwash. Papa waved to him through the window (and I was desperate for blog photos!):
The day ended with us packing up and hauling Rhys and his large amounts of STUFF to Rob & Tiff's for dinner and the Golden Globes. Don't know what everyone else thought, but we thought the show BLEW CHUNKS. Ricky wasn't on nearly enough, and every time James Cameron spoke, I would throw up a bit in my mouth. But the evening out was great all the same :-)
Best Ricky Quote from the awards: "I like to drink just as much as the next guy. Unless the 'next guy' isn't Mel Gibson".
Today: Rhys has his 6 month shots. I'm crossing my fingers that this time is as uneventful as the past two.
