We went to an outdoor concert last night at our local Botanic Gardens. A beeeeeyuuuuuutiful venue. You can bring in your own wine, food, chairs, blankets - sit under the stars and listen to great music. And even if the music is marginal at best, you are still under the stars with wine in hand, hanging out.

The singer last night played a particularly melacholy kind of song. I happened then to decide to change my son's wet diaper. As I was laying him down on the grass (and as everyone was quieting down to hear the song), my kid starts freaking out.

What was he yelling, you might ask?

"HEP! HEP! HEP! HEP! HEP! HEP! HEP! HEP! HEP! HEEEEEEEEEEP!"

(for 'help')

A lot of people around us started giggling too. Joking about 'what are you doing to that kid?' and 'do we need to call Child Protective Services'?'.


And this one is for Fyrchk ... while in the store yesterday buying stuff for our picnic basket, a guy came over the overhead speaker to announce something or other.

HDToddler points up to the ceiling, gets quite incensed, and yells, "NO! YOU SCHOPPY!!" (which, for those of you who don't know Toddler-Speak, is "No, You Stop it!").

Very funny.

Don't know where he gets that phrase.

Hmmm.