The first place we visited on our trip to Philadelphia last weekend was the aquarium.  I am pretty sure that the little dude could have sat right here for hours and just watched the fish.

He was so excited when the fish passed by him and didn’t understand why he couldn’t touch them.

I think we took more pictures of Adam looking at the fish, than of the actual fish.  There was one point where Dave and I were both taking pictures of Adam (we each had a camera).  The poor kid is constantly followed by the paparazzi (and the mamarazzi too).

He attracted a lot of attention from other aquarium visitors too.  People in Philadelphia know a cute baby when they see one.

I am really going to miss the day when he gets too old for me to put him in ridiculous poses and take pictures of him.  I’m referring to Adam here, not Dave.  I’m pretty sure Dave will never be too old for that.

He was not at all interested in meeting Gill.  First of all, it was getting close to nap time, and secondly, Gill’s a shark.  The next picture might help explain Adam’s aversion to sharks.

Sharks have a lot of teeth.  As of June 1st, Adam has three teeth.

I was going to help Adam build a fire inside the shark (a la Pinocchio) to get out.  That ended up not being necessary though, what with us being able to just reach in and grab him.  Plus, babies really shouldn’t play with matches.  I read that someplace.

I would have really liked a nicer picture here at Penguin Island.  But it was hot and the poor little guy was tired – plus he’d been inside a shark and terrorized by jellyfish (that was the only exhibit he did not like, and by “not like” I mean cried and screamed at).

I thought they were pretty neat looking.

Anyway, so that in a nutshell was our trip to the aquarium.  Here’s one last picture, just to prove I was actually there too.