We decided to go on a "date".

So we walked and scooted to Aldrich's to munch on some salad bar fare.

It's not exactly a long walk, but it was an exceptionally hot day... so the sweat was pouring, yo.

Lunch was awesome. A salad of baby spinach, romaine, bean and alfalfa sprouts, feta, turkey, carrots, red cabbage, bacon bits, and ranch.

Nummmm.

And of course... a cupcake. This bad boy was red velvet with vanilla buttercream. Nummmmmm.

What you don't get to see, because it was traumatic and I didn't think to take pictures, was Silas going head-over-handlebars off his scooter, face first into the sidewalk. There was blood. There was crying. There was me totally in shock, being a robot-mom. We were only a few blocks away from Aldrich's when it happened and still had aways to go before home. There wasn't much I could do except keep him calm and keep us walking. I picked some lamb's ear for him to rub, which totally calmed him down and gave him something nice to focus on and before I knew it, we were home. The application of peroxide and bandaids was called for. Poor kid.

But now he has a kick-ass battle story to tell every person he sees.