Pearl Street

On Sunday, we were in the mood for something different and away from the house, so we loaded up and headed 20 whole minutes away to Boulder's Pearl Street.

Our first order of business was dinner.  There is a sushi place that we love in Wash Park and they have a sister restaurant on Pearl Street so we thought that we would give it a try.  Sadly, it wasn't nearly as good of an experience as Wash Park, but we still enjoyed a sushi treat.  Even the boys gave it a try.  We did give them free reign to eat without utensils (chop sticks).  Oliver first tried salmon and then went for tuna.  He loved it!!!  (Our bank account is doomed!!!)

Kellan didn't love it, at all.

He did try a nibble, but in classic Kellan form, he had a few facial expressions to demonstrate his experience.

Go Big or Go Home!

After dinner (don't worry, the boys had plenty of other stuff to eat) we strolled down Pearl Street in search of ice cream and street performers.  The man in the box was out and I was the only one who had ever seen him.  We missed most of his show but we did see the grand finale, when he put himself in the box.

The kids were hooked and watched in wonder.

Ta-Da

Man in the Box

Being Sunday night, most of Pearl Street was packing up.  It looked that there had been an art festival with booths and this exhibit was on a side street.

Check it out, a larger than life flamingo.

Kellan was in love with this flamingo as well as the animals who's heads bobbed up and down.

He had a long chat with a friendly moose.

We finally settled on some ice cream and a bench to sit upon.

The ice cream was delish and the seat was perfect.  Little did we know, it came with a street performer view.

Oliver kept a sharp eye on the mysterious street performer.

Kellan kept a sharp eye on the ice cream.

Look very closely to the far left, under the green umbrella.  There was a statue that moved.

After watching from afar for 15 minutes, we went to watch in person.  As people gave her money, she would blow them a kiss.  In between that, she stood perfectly still.  Kellan cautiously gave her a dollar.

So cautious, I got a few photos.

When he came back to us and turned around, she blew him a kiss.

Next up was Oliver.  He was SO quick that I got one photo and it was on the return trip.

He too got a kiss from afar.

Our final destination was the splash pad.

This is how Kellan enjoyed most of our time at the splash pad.  Cautiously watching from the side line.

This is how Oliver spent his time at the splash pad.

Having the time of his life!!

I've always wanted to photograph the boys having fun at a splash pad and Oliver granted me that pleasure.  On our way home, we talked about our favorite moments of the evening and Daddy was right when he said that Mommy's favorite was probably taking photos as the splash pad.  He's absolutely right.  

This next serious of photos are PURE JOY!

PURE JOY in the most Raw Form!

LOVE IT!

LOVE HIM!

Kellan and Keith, they hung around the fence.  It was great fun too, in their own way.

Oliver carried on and loved every second of it.

Our Happy and Handsome Boy.

Love this guy!

What a great evening we had at Pearl Street.  It was just what the doctor ordered for rounding out our weekend with some new kind of family time.  We loved it!