132 weeks old…
It’s about time I finished last Friday’s blog post. Our little ballerina is now 132 weeks old.
Let’s start this blog off right. With ice cream. A mini chocolate one that she picked out herself.
Ava has a hard time finishing all of her ice cream before it melts away. Don’t worry. I am totally working on that. But in the mean time, she knows what to do when the remainder melts. She drinks it. Hehe.
Over the weekend, we ended up at the Farmer’s Market for some fresh fruit. Here is Ava asking for the both us to hold her hands. I think this was moments before she screamed 1-2-3-weeeee!
And you won’t believe this. I think strawberries have taken a back seat to peaches. Wha-what! I know. Crazy. Ava especially likes to eat it whole. I tell her to be careful of the pit (pinka) and she keeps telling me that she will be careful of the šminka (which means lipstick in Croatian). Hehe.
Ava insisted on making Deets a birthday card over the weekend. She asked me to write his name. And then she attempted to copy letters for the first time. It’s a little hard to see. It looks like grass scribbles under the S. She also drew her favorite smiley face in the bottom corner. Not bad.
On Sunday, we hit up the local aquatic center for some fun in the sun…
… but not before helping Dada apply sunscreen. A little too much as usual.
This was Ava’s first time with her new ladybug floaties. And they worked so well. She didn’t tip over like she does with all of her other ones. We finally found a winner. Except for the fact that all life vests at the aquatic center need to be coast guard approved… which this is… but none of the life guards believed us so we had to take it off of her to show them the certified stamp… like 5 times.
I’ve been trying to take some pictures with our ‘fancy’ camera… in preparation for the new baby. The pictures are much softer looking. I love them. But it’s a real pain to lug around a digital SLR. I got a couple cool shots of Ava with her watercolors.
And one of her new painting technique. Silly kid.
She loves to look through the view finder (something our regular camera doesn’t have) and loves to ask ‘where are you Mama?‘.
We haven’t measured Ava in a long time. She hasn’t had a doctor check-up in over 6 months so we have no idea how much she weighs or how tall she is. So we took the height thing in our own hands. Look who is 38 inches tall! Almost as tall as her godmother. Jk.
Half days at daycare are going well. I know I could keep her home but I believe that she benefits from playing with other kids for part of her day and creating art. Like this thing. She calls him Mr. Sun.
On this day, we found Ava patting her friend, Ava R’s back, like the teacher does to some kids to help them fall asleep. The teacher was so impressed. Ava actually already put one boy to sleep and then worked on the other Ava… who usually takes forever to fall asleep. Not today, with our Ava’s help. I hope her paycheck comes in the mail soon.
We occasionally take Ava to the fish store. Well, she insists on going whenever we are close to Target. As soon as she walks in, she loudly asks where Nemo and Dora are. I’m sure the employees there love that.
We also spend time at different water fountains in town. And I never have enough pennies for this kid. Thank goodness Sponge Bob was there to divert her attention from her penniless Mama.
Everything was going well until she freaked that there were monsters in the bushes. As you read on Monday, she has been having some monster nightmares. Usually they are her friends and she loves pretending that they are chasing her… but not this week. And I wish I knew why.
Here are the girls before ballet class #5. And yes. They were crazy as soon as they got there. Screaming and giggling and yelling.
Ava was involved much more this week. And even asked what the teacher’s name was out loud.
Who says shy girls can’t speak up?!
And here is Ava with her giraffe… who is wearing baby-to-be’s diapers. Ava is pretty convinced it is a girl this week. And she is almost over the notion that we are having one of each. Damn that Dora book!
On Thursday, we packed up the Airstream for one more trip before the baby arrives. We basically went up the street to Ojai to enjoy some warm weather… and their water park too. Ava kept calling this fountain her house.
It was just the two of us at the water park on this day. Dan had some work to do. And trying to fit my belly in a tube plus balancing Ava on it at the same time was quiet a feat in the lazy river. We got lots and lots of stares… and a couple high fives.
When the park closed, Ava was a little sad and insisted that I wrap her up like a burrito.
Oh. Did I mention we were at Lake Casitas? More stories to come. But for now…
… we have some sprinklers to avoid. Bye!
