93 weeks old…
Friday, October 31st, 2008
Hi there. Our little pizza monster is now 93 weeks old!
At daycare, they have a play room called the village where the kids can go nuts with cars, ball pits, slides, fake stores and even a mailbox. Ava loves it in there as all the kids do…
… until someone screams mine and the fun is over. Ava was upset that someone tried to steal ‘her’ car while she was in the ball pit.
And trying to explain to her that village time is over and it’s time to go home is no easy task, my friend.
On Saturday, we were down in LA again because our Airstream was ready. For real this time. Finally! Here is Deets surprising Ava through the screen door.
And just when she thought the day couldn’t get any better, Dora showed up. Ava is obsessed with this Dora doll. And when Ava comes to our bed in the morning to drink her milk, she makes sure that Dora is tucked under the blankets too… up to her chiny chin chin.
Our first Airstream guests not only brought a Dora doll but a bottle of Happy Camper wine too. Thanks you two! You guys are making this thing feel like home.
Over the weekend Ava learned how to blow this…ummm… I just drew a blank. Horn thing? Birthday blowers? What the hell are they called? Beuller?
Once again, it was cookie time with Nona. Ava loves decorating with sprinkles. I totally forgot that David’s nickname for Ava when she was younger was Sprinkles until Carrie mentioned it to me. How fitting!
If you don’t pay really close attention, one cookie can get A LOT of sprinkles. I hope someone likes crunchy cookies because it’s Ava specialty.
For the past couple weeks, Ava has begun climbing new things in the house. One day she just ended up on one of our dining room chairs all by herself. And whenever the tray of her highchair is in the sink to be washed, Ava darts for the highchair and tries to climb it like a monkey.
On Sunday we were back home with the Airstream. Doesn’t she look pretty? Grace and the gang came over so we could… you guessed it… make cookies. It’s obviously Ava’s new thing. She loves it.
But this time she got to decorate with frosting. Ava would not let me help her with the frosting because her methods were much better than mine. She didn’t need no stinkin’ spatula. She spread the frosting with her fingers, dipped her frosted fingers in sprinkles and then tried to put it on the cookies.
When that method didn’t work, she ate the frosting and sprinkles off of her fingers and started over.
For some reason, I don’t think she minds.
And viola! Here are her masterpiece cookies. Ava’s are the two on the top right.
And later in the week when she got to enjoy one of her creations, what did she eat? Just the frosting and sprinkles. No cookie for her.
At daycare, Ava is starting to visit the older kids room where her other friends, Ava R and Max, reside. She’s doing okay there and even took a nap there with her old pals. But back in her current room, she has made friends with Riley.
And I have a feeling that she doesn’t mind splitting her time between both classrooms since she has good friends in both.
Ava is growing so quick. Some of the 2T clothes she has are too small. Ahhh. And her socks? Way too small. So it was off to Old Navy for new socks. She fell in love with these plastic bracelets and a silver frilly skirt that she called ‘ballerina’. She kept asking me ‘kupiti?’ which means ‘to buy?’. Oh great. So I caved in and bought her one of the items. Just one. I had her choose and she chose the ballerina skirt.
In the mornings, Ava is still insisting on bringing one of her possessions with her to school. I couldn’t get Ava to leave Dora at home the other day. She kept repeating ‘Dora walk?’. Okay. Dora walk.
And then it progressed to ‘Dora trailer?’ No Ava. In a couple more days. Today is a school day.
And when I asked if Dora could wait in the car until after school, she said ‘Dora walk’.
As soon as she and Dora walked into her room, she squeezed Dora tightly and screamed mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! What a show off! Later that day I got a call from the school that Ava fell and got a bloody nose and a welt on her forehead. Oh oh. Did one of her ‘friends’ pay her back for the mine comments early that day? No, she ran too fast in the hallway and did a graceful face plant. Ouchie!
Last night we made a trip to the dreaded Wal-mart, instead to our beloved Target. I hate that place. It is sooo crowded there all the time. It drives me batty. Anyways, Ava was riding in the grocery cart wearing a cute top, polka stockings and hot pink jean skirt. The jean skirt eventually rides up under her shirt and all that is left is her stockings. After a couple minutes of looking for Dora merchandise, Ava looks down at her legs and says ‘Oh oh. Ava nema gaće!’ which translates to her yelling ‘Oh oh. Ava has no pants on!’. I died laughing. After that we went to Rubio’s and instead of eating just beans, she ate a taco too. It was miracle. I asked them to put the chipotle sauce on the side since I didn’t know if would be too spicy for her. Ava didn’t like that one bit.
More chipotle. More more more.
Alright, it’s time to rest up. We got some trick or treating to do tonight. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
