Karl had his last class in the Science Museum last week, called "Cars, Trucks, and Things that Go." He got to design his own car, and he decided to make one that puts tar on the streets and then paints on the lines. He told me there are "tons" of these kinds of cars, because there are so many streets in the world.
We always walk by this fountain on our way back to the car, and Karl loves that he can get so close to the pigeons.
And we always stop by our friend, F. Scott Fitzgerald.
I though I'd include one more picture of Penelope and Max, from when Max stayed with us.
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