First food other than green, runny yuck from a jar.
We've been hugely fortunate to witness our grand children's many firsts.
This week it was . . .
their first photo booth.
You may not believe this, but the picture strips are now in color. (For those of you who remember stuffing 18 of your friends into one of these things at Rye Playland in 1968, the pix were strictly black and white, like TV and most of the world then, come to think of it.)
Progress, thy name is the 21st century.
Photo booths now come dramatically equipped
with startling ornamentation.
The fun quotient, however, is exactly the same.
It took quite a bit of adjusting to get everyone ready for their big photographic moment:
"Wait, Charley's not in the picture!"
"If I stick my finger in her eye, she will be!"
Charley whips back curtain. "Mom? Save me."
"Just while we're just getting the hang of it, time's up."
Even better than riding the Dragon Coaster (although possibly more dangerous).