One hot day Braeden and I went downtown and he played in the fountain.
We went to Uncle Ben and Aunt Megan's house to watch the Blackhawks in the Stanley Cup Finals. Uncle Ben, Daddy, and Braeden ended up singing "Roadhouse Blues" by the Doors before we left. Braeden has been singing that song since he was about 2 years old. He also loves songs by Pink Floyd and other classic rock bands.
Tired dude. He was asleep before we pulled out of Ben and Megan's driveway. He kept everyone entertained that night.
Joyce, Braeden and I have gone to Middleton Place a few times this summer - or as B calls it, "The Big Swamp". One particular day we saw 5 or 6 large snakes and a bunch of alligators. Middleton Place might be my favorite place to take Braeden. I bought a membership about a year ago and we go a few times a month.
During one of our many walks downtown, Braeden and I stopped at a cemetery that has signers of the Declaration of Independence buried there. Braeden has begun to ask questions about death so we were talking about graves and how when people die they are buried. He looked confused and finally said to me as he was looking at a gravestone, "I don't hear anyone talking down there."