THE ELUSIVE UPPER WEST SIDE LION IN HIS NATURAL HABITAT

So, two things you need to know up front before we get going here. 

First: Brandon is out of town. Still. So it is my job as remaining parent to take millions of photos + videos of what all Huck is up to and then text them to Brandon so he can reply back at me how cute our kid is, and then sometimes we get a video back of what all he's been up to. For example, last night we got to watch Brandon ride the zipline his parents built in the back yard for their grandkids, and tonight Brandon took Huck on a grand tour of the hotel pool. So. Boys. The point being, you know how sometimes you go for days without taking pictures of things on your phone? These are not those times.

Second: Huck is the proud owner of a magical lion Halloween costume that, seriously, miraculously, has fit him perfectly for three years running. It defies all the laws of physics, and for that I am grateful. Obviously. Because, well look at him.

Then Huck tried to sell me on this "I'm wearing this outside" idea. And I was all, "Heck no you aren't, mister," but he managed to make a pretty decent case for himself, actually. See for yourself:

Locals, lest you worried you'd hallucinated a lion riding a scooter through the Upper West Side this afternoon, fear not. That was us.

And now, here is what all we did.

Well, first we had to go to the Starbucks to get a black + white, because, priorities. (When it hits it hits!) (Corny joke about black + whites being the preferred cuisine of most African lions blah blah nope not funny.)

Next we went to the bank to deposit some checks. Exciting stuff, yes?

Next we discussed playground options. These debates can go on for hours. So first we decided to get something to eat.

We like to take obnoxious photos of ourselves in the mirror outside of the crepe place while we wait for our crepes, for purposes of posterity and stuff.

Huck's favorite is the ham + gruyere if you want to know. And he is still pretty good at waiting patiently. 

And then I was like, "Okay Huck. But this is not happening at the playground, it is time to change your clothes." There is only so far you can take a lion costume on an 80-degree day after all. He was okay with it at that point. 

*Not pictured: The two hours I spent playing Pet Rescue while Huck ran around the playground alternating between the splash pad and the sand box. Hashtag, mud.

**Totally Related in a Magical Way: THIS.

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