Walking through the Neighborhood

For the past week and a half, I've been trying to go running with Bry in the stroller every few days. It's a good workout, and Bry always ceases any griping (which has been ample of late) as soon as the stroller wheels start turning. This morning I was feeling too lazy to run, so we loaded up the stroller instead and went for a long walk through the neighborhood.

We found some neat things:

Alley near Instituto de Cultura y Educacion

Bry playing in what mama initially thought to be a pile of rocks.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be discarded charcoal and ashes, with a few cigarette butts thrown in.
Awesome.

Bry, not noticing the mural of cultural revolutionaries behind him because he is fixated on the garbage truck down the alley.

Bry, also not noticing the "om" symbol in the background.

Bird!

Chillin' at Nokomis Cycle

Standing outside Sister Sludge coffee shop, really wanting to play with the BIG! ROCK!

Putting on his "What are you talking about? I never gripe" face

All was well until the skies turned decidedly ominous and I could hear the low rumble of thunder when we were still about a mile from the house. So I got my run in anyways as we hightailed it home just as the big, fat drops were starting to fall from the sky. Bry thought the thunder and lightning were hilarious. Mama, not so much.