From Oktoberfest...

This report is a week old, but worth noting. We ventured to St. Benedict's annual Oktoberfest last Friday and had a great time. We ate bratwurst, drank a little beer, and enjoyed the oompah band... The most surprising and valuable outcome of the night, though, was that M learned the chicken dance. :) Can you guess what has been appearing again this week at the dinner table, at a friend's birthday party, etc.? Yep, our little chicken.

Once again, video would prove much cuter on this post, but I am bound to still shots. You'll just have to imagine two adorable hands clucking, small wings flapping, a little tush wiggling, followed by boisterous clapping... all with the backdrop of a HUGE smile plastered across his face. That's my boy.

*One additional note to add from Papa: M said to him on Monday night, "Papa, I've been to the Pope's church... and he has a moon bounce." lol Someday we'll get him out to St. Peter's. Until then, St. Benedict's will have to do. :)