So we go in, and at first he was struck again by the muchness of it all, but next thing you know he's making stew for sailors. And frying cabbage. Yum.
|We also drove a fire truck.|
But my favourite moment, I think, was outside in the garden/playground:
"That? It's an ant."
Ants are tough creatures. I think it survived being petted.
|He tried to pet some pigeons later on.|
I've also noticed that people tend to be befuddled whenever they hear me call him Mishka. It's a Slavic pet form of Michael, because pet forms are adorable and I don't like 'Mike'. Perhaps it's because it ends with 'a' and they might be taking it for a girl's name?
Anyway, we went for a walk afterward, and I stopped to take pictures of flowers. Of course I did.