A cookie monster at Lincoln Park Zoo?

So this happened.

Lil rascal managed to escape my watchful eyes, dump my entire bag of homemade chocolate chip cookies onto the blanket, and get his grubby, lil hands around a whole cookie! Well, actually, he had two in his hands but dropped one. It was one of those moments (I suspect this is the first of many to come!) where you're so surprised, then horrified (it had two kinds of sugar and a stick of butter!), but then can't help but to laugh. And take some pictures, of course.

But before ^^that^^ happened, we had taken a brisk walk through Lincoln Park Zoo, posed our little ones like a pack of wild babies by ascending age, stopped to admire the apes, and had a lovely picnic. I should have dressed Baby Max warmer––a rookie "Mom mistake" to listen to your hubby when he says it's really not that cold out––but Max had such a fun time he barely noticed. I give my good girlfriend Jaz huge props for establishing such wonderful new relationships. I only wish I could've gotten to know more of the other ladies in this group before moving away next month!