Taming the Quailailo

On our way back from Merced we stopped at the Gilroy outlets and Jory wanted to ride the helicopter, which for some reason he calls a quailailo. Quailailo originally seemed to mean both helicopter and chicken, but fortunately Jory finally converged on a single meaning.

Jory had gotten to see helicopters taking off and landing at the Castle Air Museum in Atwater over the weekend - but we're saving those pictures for the next post.

KC traipsed all over the outlets to find an ATM, with Jory shrieking "Money for quailailo! Money money!" KC finally popped Jory in the helicopter, inserted the money - and this happened:

For some bizarre reason, Jory really likes watching this movie of him screaming in the quailailo - it's hilarious now. What a weird kid.

Road-trip Entertainment

Jory had to find some way to entertain himself during our long road trip to Merced over the holiday, and here's what he came up with! Notice the "Thomas the Tank Engine" sunglasses - this kid is a label whore.

July 4th rodeo

There was a petting zoo at the July 4th rodeo that Jory and I went to with his grandparents. And now there is a group of animals terrified of over-eager two year-olds.

The bunny was amazingly calm while Jory pet it:

Jory didn't know quite what to do with the llama at first, but then he got very excited about the brush:

This photo seemed somewhat ominous: (not clear for whom)

And then Jory had a great time with Grandpa's hat during the rodeo events!

Go America!

Galloping through the Chinese grocery

Jory and I had a good time riding a horse statue in the Chinese grocery store...

The end of the beginning

Back in June, just before we left for Aspen, Jory had his last day at his first day care. KC planned a little party to celebrate, and everyone was very sad - except for Jory, who had cupcakes and presents.

We all miss Tia Magda and Tio Ale, but we go back for visits!

At the circus!

While Mommy was in New York this weekend, Daddy and Jory went to the circus in Oakland!
We got very few photos of Jory, but here's one of him looking dazed by all the lights:

He was very well behaved for the 2.5-hour show, and by far his favorite was the elephants:

A lot of the things we saw were the same as when I went to the circus as a kid... except this:

He also liked the woman being shot out of a cannon, which he refers to as "airplane", since she goes "in the sky":

More cute photos from Aspen

These are photos that never made it onto the blog... but I thought they should have. They are all from our recent trip to Aspen.

Jory was very cuddly with Mommy:

These are all from a hike with Ajay, Sai, and Anika:

Then we went to lunch at the Pine Creek Cookhouse:

and then off to the ghost town Ashcroft, where Anika and Jory loved playing in the old hotel.