He's a one-woman man

Ah, sometimes there are moments when you know as a parent you're doing something that will come back to haunt your young child, and yet you do it anyway for the fun of it. Yesterday was one of those moments.

We took Richie out for his first official picnic at a local winery on the coast with some friends from my pregnancy pilates class. It was the hottest day of spring so far at 25 degrees celsius (about 77 F), so we decked him out in his super cute Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts that Aunt Susie brought for him. Well, he turned out to be quite the ladies' magnet. But I'm not quite sure he's up to the task yet. Here Richie finds the presence of young Naomi slightly perplexing. But add the slightly older and more worldly Chiara and poor Richie is simply miserable.





Ok, to be fair, maybe the "I heart Grandma" bib killed his mojo. Maybe next time minus the bib he'll have better luck. 'Til then he'll have to be content with mom.