Places come and go, but a great spot in the neighborhood served its last meal. Mom and dad ate on day one, so it was fitting to attend the last lunch at the French Bulldog, where Des discovered he liked aged cheese.

After some fuzzy recollections, it was determined that last year was indeed skipped due to rain, making this Des’ first Earth Day down at Elmwood Park. Lots of booths, music, people, and of course, dogs to pet

At first impressed with the frisbee, but not keen of letting go

Des isn’t too shabby at throwing bean bags, thanks to the set ma made him

When retrieving bags, it’s better to go in face-first

Up close and personal with a few chickens

Des looking like a four-year-old

Making progress today with the “blowing” part of “blowing bubbles”

Who doesn’t go to the park to stick twigs and grass down a storm drain?

With all the running and dancing around this afternoon, sometimes you just need a good bench to rest on