A Cincinnati spring weekend

Last weekend Grandpa Ferrigan came to town and we had a Cincinnati Spring weekend (sans an in-person Reds game . . .). First up, a trip to Krohn Conservatory for Butterflyfest 2009. They had all kinds of Indian (dot, not feather) butterflies. As gay as the whole thing sounds, it was kinda cool.
At the very least, the kid got the shirt right, no?

Grandpa Ferrigan is a total butterfly magnet. They FLOCKED to him. Must be his natural good looks . . .

He trys to show the boy what the magnetism is all about:

This guy hung about for quite a long time.

Another flutterby lands in Grandpa's hair:

Here's one on someone's arm:

Colin, due for a nap:

So that was Saturday. On Sunday, we walked in a 5K for Aunt Mollie's neighborhood, Northside. We walked through one of the largest cemetaries in North America. It was kinda cool. Colin rode in the wagon for most of the trip.

He had a grand time

We had breakfast at Boswell Alley after the fact - and it was WONDERFUL!!!

Colin walked probably 2.5 of the 5K. He's going to be an athelete. Period.

Thanks for stopping by. Stay classy.