We went to a friend's house on Saturday for a barbecue in NJ. It was very nice, it was very suburban, and the people were incredibly nice. Aaron had a great time hanging around with the people who smiled at him, eating lots of goodies and treats, and playing with the two dogs of the house. The one thing he didn't like was sitting on the grass. We realized that it was his first exposure to grass (HEY, before you call Protective services on us, we live in an urban, non nice grass environment-- and he's a September baby, meaning it's been pretty cold for most of the time he's been alive) Anyway, sitting on the grass made him pretty uncomfortable and more than a little crybaby-ish) Not sure if he was frightened of bugs, didn't like the tickly feeling, or just prefers the concrete. He'll have plenty of grass time over the next few months to figure it out and grow to love the green.