Around and around

In exchange for some peanut butter toast, Lyla agreed to make amends for dissing me on camera yesterday.




We're hot.

I like to structure my days with Lyla like this: morning activity, nap, afternoon activity. On Tuesday we did the Children's Museum in the morning and the pool in the afternoon. Today we did the zoo in the morning and rides at the Mall of America in the afternoon. I am exhausted.

All rides for little kids go in a circle. As a kid, I always survived those rides by picking a point in the distance and focusing on it, then picking another point, and so forth. With Lyla, though, I'm looking at her, making "Wooo!" sounds so she knows it's supposed to be fun, and also trying to prevent her from slipping under the lap bar. It's hours later, and my head is killing me.

Hi, my name is Dan and I felt sick after the Blue's Clues ride.

Hiii, Dan. Tell us your story.

Yeah, so we sat in a big blue dog and went around and around. It also went up and down, but mainly around and around and around, and I felt like I might barf on my daughter.

That's embarrassing, Dan.

Let's change the subject. Here's Lyla looking at a dolphin.


I tried to convince her it wasn't a fish. "Mammal, Lyla. Maa-maahl."

"Fiss!"