Nemo On Ice

Easton woke up this morning suddenly very afraid of dinosaurs. We'd never seen anything quite like it from him. Maybe he'd had a bad dream? Whatever it was, it was something he brought up about every 5 minutes the entire day. "No dinosaurs?" or "Mama, are there dinosaurs?" "Are dinosaurs just pretend?" That's what we told him: they're pretend because any dinosaur he's seen have been pretend. I'm not ready to get into death and extinction and all that with him yet. We're hoping this passes as quickly as it came, the poor guy. He's afraid to be alone, or even sitting at the table with all of us he's concerned about any little noise outside. :(

Otherwise we had a fun day, Gramoo treated us all to "Nemo on Ice"!


She and Lauren love to go ice skating things like that, so I guess they were looking for some kids to bring so they wouldn't look crazy. :)


But it was great fun! Easton really loved it, Dalton got a little fidgety but did okay overall. Thank goodness for intermissions, though:



We bought a $6 bag of popcorn and stretched the little ones' legs a little.

Thank you, Gramoo!


After Nemo we went to lunch at the Old Spaghetti Factory downtown, but Denver does a Saint Patrick's Day parade--which had just ended--so the crowds, traffic, and detours were quite a pain. But we got there and Dalton walked around a bit while we waited for a table:


There is a trolley train car smack in the middle of the restaurant...there's tables in it! When it was semi-empty Easton and Jason snuck in for a photo op:


Poor Diddles was so tired from not napping as we were at Nemo:


And every entree at Spaghetti Factory comes with ice cream...who wouldn't love that?


Actually, Easton (who has been eating GREAT for him lately) didn't eat much at all and puked twice in the evening. Lets just hope it was his icky pasta...not an illness.