Siri

This is the text from Tiffany trying to use Siri tonight:

"What is the time change from Germany to Cairo would you shut up please eat your face"

That is not an autocorrect typo. Guess who is responsible? 

Beaches and eating in Maui

We took a tour of small beaches in Makena, and realized we had not been taking advantage of the lovely photo ops!

Here's the whole view of Po'onosomethingorother Beach:

And here's Jory and Daddy at Pa'ako Beach in Secret Cove:

How'd Jory get up there?

And here's Jory being a very good boy at Roy's

and at brunch:

Then Jory lost his koala Climby, but then he was found in the hotel laundry. To make sure he didn't get lost again, Jory wanted him to be seatbelted in his car seat:

Bye bye Maui!

Jory in Maui!

After our whale watching trip, we hung out by the banyan tree in Lahaina. 

Jory managed to squeeze through some cracks, despite the big head!

And here he is looking very Hawaiian!

Ouch!

Jory had his first trip to the emergency room yesterday: he busted his chin open at daycare and they had to glue it shut. He was a very good boy (perhaps because they now have LED TVs that are suspended a foot from the patient's head playing Dora) and he's doing fine.

Jory in July

These photos are VERY late, but there are lots of cute ones so I figured better late than never.

Jory was born about the same time as these ducks, so we go feed them at the park all the time:

This is why we call Jory "our little monkey":

We went to Happy Hollow with Anika, Ajay, and Sai. Here's Mommy and Jory on the carousel:

and here's Jory and Anika in the ladybug ride:

And I can't remember at all what this photo was about:

Jory learns to drive

Grandpa KC got Jory an electric vehicle for his birthday... It took daddy a while to put together, and the first two times Jory used it, he tapped the "gas" pedal a couple of times and then got freaked out and got out.

But a couple days ago we decided to go for a walk... which turned into a run, since Jory got the hang of driving his car! Thanks Grandpa!

A weekend of fun

Jory and I went to the Hiller Aviation museum, where he finally wanted to sit in the 747 cockpit. According to him, he safely landed the plane near our house in Menlo Park.

I'm pretty sure this is where they kept the food carts; I was imagining the flight attendant's surprise if they opened it up to find Jory in there.

The next day Jory went to a friend's birthday party at some sort of rumpus room. He was a big fan of the ball pit...

 and the construction worker theme was much appreciated!