Date night

At the concert on Friday, some friends came along and brought their daughter, Mia, who is apparently Andy's love interest. Check out the way he laughs at her jokes here as if it's truly the funniest thing anyone has ever said. Rather precious and perfect for later for embarrassment.

Andy is truly smitten with her (she's six months older and clearly more mature as well). He spent the evening following her around even when that involved bad ideas like running down a hill, which remarkably she can handle in flip-flops, but he could not in shoes.

My friend also brought lollipops for the kids, which was a huge hit. Andy carried his around all night even after he dropped it on the grass. Twice.

All wired up and no place to go

I've finally gotten around to downloading the pictures from the weekend. This is a cute one of the show. Too bad I managed to make sure you can't actually see Andy. In case you're wondering, he's on the far right, back row behind the girl in pink. If you look closely, you can see his shoes and elbow. I'd say that's fine photography if you ask me.

The funny thing about our journey downtown was immediately after getting on the metro, I noticed Andy had a dirty diaper. I am so over changing diapers in public, but obviously this one couldn't wait until we got home. Once in town, I stopped in the Starbucks on K St. Inexplicably, they only had one key to the bathroom and that key was locked inside it. Geniuses and less than friendly at that. I traipsed uptown and stopped in the Caribou Coffee up on 17th St. It's beautiful, nice and new with a changing table and everything in the bathroom.

To say thanks, I was going to buy a cup of coffee. I'd already had two cups of regular so decaf was in order at this point. Turns out, they don't sell decaf on Saturdays. I know! How bizarre is that. I could see there being less demand, but I imagine not everyone wants full strength - I know several that mix half regular/half decaf and plenty of people who like coffee, but not the caffeine. The guys behind the counter were super nice about it, but how bizarre. It's been three days and it's still on my mind.

Dancing in the aisles

We went with some friends yesterday to a concert by Billy B. at the National Geographic headquarters up at 16th and M. I thought we'd take the Metro so Andy could see the train. On a weekend, it takes a lot longer to take Metro than drive, but I thought he'd get a kick out of it. Sadly, he was bored after about five minutes. The concert was cool even though it was probably better suited for first graders. The real downside was it was a solid hour and by about 30-40 minutes, the littler kids were really antsy. After about 10 minutes, Andy spent the rest of the time dancing in the aisles and generally running through the auditorium. Good thing is was small and filled with lots of other small kids so it wasn't a big deal. Billy B wasn't my favorite. I'm glad we went, but he's no Steve Songs. I'm all for educational stuff and mixing that with cute songs, but this was a little heavy on the education and less cute.

Afterwards, my two friends, their two daughters and us went over to Bertucci's at 18th and Connecticut. It seemed lame to come all the way downtown to eat at a chain, but the other options nearby were crowded or not really kid friendly. Bertucci's ended up being great though. The pizza was good and fast, we got a salad and the nice waiter gave the kids ice cream at the end. It was also big enough and relatively empty in the back where we were that the kids could play and not really be in anyone's way. We took the Metro back just in time for the surprise rain to hit. By the time Bjorn got us home from the Metro, we were both exhausted and took long naps. It was a good day though.

Meanwhile, holla over to Wonkette and No Fact Zone for including here. It's amusing to think I'm the only person who didn't think Tom Davis totally sucked on the show. Perhaps that's because I only get about half his jokes, but I still think Davis held his own against the guy. I give him props for going on it actually.