Teddy received a good check up from Doc Simons. (Celebration shown below.) And then proceeded to cry for the next 5 hours to show Alethea his healthy lungs. He's becoming more and more, um, independent. Today he switched his crying phase to noon to 5:30pm instead of 4pm to 11pm. It's almost 9pm now and I'm waiting for the release of the Kraken. (Kidding, seriously, just kidding, seriously.)
To prove how noisy the construction is, I'm posting a few, brief construction videos from my phone. Imagine it much louder, shaking the walls, and going on from 7am to 6pm. And taking up all the parking. Ted is going to be tough...or deaf.
By the way, the vox video upload/import tool rocks.
We took a long city walk with the grandfolk Hannemanns and Uncle Mark on Sunday. Teddy took a nap the whole time. It was his first trip through Dolores park, 16th street and Valencia and Ritual Coffee. This picture was a snap right when we came home and let him stretch out on the floor. We paid dearly that evening, of course, for his sleep-filled day.