Baby brother at the beach

P and I visited the beach and aquarium on Thursday. It was a bit chilly, but he was pretty thrilled to see the ocean again. He and baby brother romped in the sand until P's hands were frozen and he was ready to see the sharks. The "museum" was delightfully vacant of school groups and P had the front seat at each window. He quickly became captivated by the piranhas- they seemed equally drawn to P, moving to whatever side of the tank he was on. Their skin was glittery and gorgeous and P wanted an explanation. I made a silly suggestion about spilled glitter and he decided the obvious answer was bubbles from the aerator stuck to their scales when they swam through the air stream :) He waited forever to watch one of these omnivores chow on another fish, but apparently we missed their feeding time .

We did watch the feeding time for the Papa walrus and the penguins though. He chatted it up with a nice man from Egypt - who was enthralled by P's name. And he really enjoyed the education lady's chat about various fish and coral. Still no go on the sea lion performance - he's always interested initially, but something about it freaks him out every time. We read books all the way home - our usual approach to sitting still on the sub - with Phoenix relishing the death of his naps and stories of sharks and piranhas.

As a side note - today he told me that when he was dead, before he came to this life, he dreamt of lemon flavored lollies :)