Can't sleep or the dinosaurs will eat me!

Last Friday we went to the T-Rex Museum (a room and hall way with some dinosaur crap and a digging pit) and now we'll know why Charlie has night terrors later in life (I kept "feeding" him to all the dinosaurs). I can't say that it was nearly as cool as some places, but it was a fun experience to be able to spend sometime with the little guy and my wonderful wife.

You can check out the pictures on Facebook or the Picasa Web Album.

Dancing, Dancing, Dancing

So as Charlie's Dad, I feel that it is my responsibility to mess with the little guy on occasion and bring a little excitement/adventure to his otherwise calm life. And one of these activities is helping Charlie "dance". I basically just make stupid noises and move the guy around like a goofball. It really is as funny as it sounds, but don't take my word for it, you can check out the video below (or on Facebook).