After another in a continuing series of OMG-I-must-get-energy-out-of-these-crazy-boys-so-let's-get-them-to-the-park-ASAP, this time featuring the boys climbing up a train play structure to precarious positions and alarming heights and still somehow not breaking their necks, it was lunch time. We returned to the boys' perennial favorite conveyor belt sushi restaurant, 
where the waiter knows all of our names and, when handing us the bill, knowingly says, "See you again... next week!".Mommy and L came to join us, and L had her first taste of tofu from Meh's miso soup. She was a big fan, and gobbled up nearly all of the solids in the soup before she was done. Speaking of gobbling up, while Z stuck with his standard fare of cucumber rolls (first ejecting the actual cucumber), O has been consistently expanding his own repertoire of sushi, and a crazy smorgasbord of cucumber rolls, potstickers, edamame, and of course a dessert cake pop.
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