Lake Eola

Today we, despite me feeling VERY under the weather, ventured out to Lake Eola in downtown Orlando. What a beautiful place. There were DOZENS of swans, black and white ones. Great blue herons, cranes, and turtles covered the banks of the lake. I am a sucker for wildlife, so I was in heaven. Evan did not want to be confined to a stroller, but I was too worried he would go after a swan. And swans don't have such great reputations for reacting to such disturbances as a 15 month old rambunctious little boy. So we decided to take a paddle boat ride around the lake. Again, Evan did not want to be confined and basically cried 75% of the time. Paul and I tried to enjoy the beautiful scenery despite the very LOUD cries coming from our sweet little boy. After we felt thoroughly sorry for ourselves and discussed how we were probably the only ones in the world with such a cranky little boy, we took a walk through the flower gardens. I got a couple of cute shots of Evan in between bouts of screaming. In his defense, he is in the process of cutting two or three teeth simultaneously, which can't feel good. And honestly, one second of sweetness makes up for an afternoon of fussiness. During the boat ride he put his head on my shoulder and just cuddled (which he rarely does anymore) for at least a minute. So it was totally worth the whole trip, just for that.