Swim. Pool games. Iguanas stealing lunch. Argentinian friend. Gigantic wave pool (a.k.a., the ocean). Seafood paella. Piña colada (virgin or not). Gelato. Sculptures by Richard Orlinski. Shells. Flamingo park.
Same old routine, yet how he has grown.
Same old farm, new occupation.
“Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!” yelled the impatient teacher.
A staycation with some fitness activities.
The whole summer.
The whole world to us this summer.
Another day kayaking at the Skokie Lagoons. Only this time we get to see our nature friends sunbathing in style.
These model race cars were intended as a way to revive mommy’s own childhood memory. The skews, the grease, the small but powerful motor, and the click into place… Everything felt like slowly coming into sight from a distance.
Whoa! It’s been a year since we last came out to the Lagoons. Our little guy is one year older now, learning to paddle by himself!
Yeah, the pandemic, is all it takes to make you own a kayak instead of renting one.
This robotic kit was a gift from his grandparents a year ago, when he couldn’t do much of it without our help. Then I put it way and decide to wait for a few more years till he’s ready. Just the other day, after I accidentally mentioned it, he asked us to cut out the pieces for him. And the next morning, he came back with the first model.
This ostrich is the fourth in the series.
Ran Ran 