Puppets schmuppets

Here's a picture of Brandt paying no attention to the Traveling Tales Puppet Show at the Sahara West Library this morning. At least he had a lot of fun eating all of McKenna's snacks (he always likes snacks better if they come from someone else). We thought this shirt might be a little too Hawaiian to take on our Hawaii trip tomorrow, but would be perfect for day-before-Hawaii-trip to set the mood. And look, he's kind of making shaka with his right paw. Hang loose.

We also worse the loud shirt to a blessingway this afternoon (like a baby shower, but way cooler). The grandfather of the baby-to-be asked me if I had ever gotten Brandt's "lazy leg" checked out. I shrugged it off, but he brought it up three times, along with helpful ideas like an extra bone in his foot or a muscle problem. So of course now that it's had some time to sink in, I'm [needlessly] worried about it. I think I'll wait and have the doctor and chiropractor poke at his foot next time we're in. But the good news is that with a dominant right foot, he'll probably snowboard goofy foot like Dan and me.