It's a bird, it's a plane

It's Superhero week at Truman's daycare, and this is what greeted me at the door when I went to pick him up for his doctor's appointment today.


He kind of looks like a Mexican lucha libre wrestler.


Truman insisted on wearing his mask to see the doctor. He was a big hit in the waiting room. He wouldn't reveal his superhero name or special power, but he seemed at least to consider our suggestion: Paci(fier) Man.


The transformation begins...


...and he's back to being ordinary citizen, Mr. Adorable.

Sharks!

We went up to Dallas last weekend for Uncle Harvey's birthday. (Technically, I guess this post should be entitled "Uncle Harvey and Sharks." But I digress.) Grandmommy and Granddad took Truman on the DART train to the aquarium, where we met up with the intrepid travelers. Uncle Harvey graciously joined us for a couple of hours on his birthday. It was a lot of fun.


The flamingo "exhibit" is one of the first stops we made. They're more orange than pink. Who knew? And they eat something that looks a lot like Purina dog chow.



Best part of the aquarium hands down was the shark and other big fish tank, which you could actually walk underneath. Check out this shark swimming right over their heads!


Seemingly oblivious to the stingray just overhead.



Sh-sh-sh-shark!


Okay, NOW he's interested.



Truman posing with the birthday boy.



The Mitchell boys outside the aquarium.


The grandparents and Uncle Harvey with Mr. Adorable. A quick but very fun and eventful trip. Thanks, everyone!