Dad and I just got back from seeing "Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow" up in Georgetown. They have a cool thing on Tuesdays where babies can bring their moms and dads to the movies. Pretty cool, eh? The movie was pretty weak, and there's nothing that can put a sleepy baby down quicker than Jude Law on the big screen. He cost me nearly an hour of the movie.

After giving me a bottle, Dad, evidently feeling his oats, decided we should hit Bistro Francais, a nice French restaurant in Georgetown. Dad said his steak was good, but I wanted a bit more attention than him eating offered. You gotta hand it to him though, taking me into a restaurant full of snooty Georgetowners is pretty gutsy.

Not much else is going on...Mom started her new job on Monday, I ate a small piece of a tortilla. That's big news in my world. Oh, and I've been sleeping through the night most nights, but I like to throw the 'rents a curveball once in a while.

I got four shots at the pediatrician the other day, which wasn't fun. But Dad says I won't have to see Doctor Mengele for more than a month. So much for now.