133 weeks old…
Hi there! Ava is now 133 weeks old… and gives a hoot!
Ava’s week began with a nightmare. One about having to wash her hands. NOW! It was so upsetting that I could not get her to go back to sleep. So I did something that I try to avoid. I brought her to bed with us. Here are my two sleepyheads in the morning. And in case you forgot, we are still camping in the Airstream this week.
Ava woke up in good spirits. She even insisted that her ballerina was wearing one of Deets’ shirt. HAHAHAH!! We died laughing.
After breakfast, we got dressed and hit up one of the playground at the lake.
She had fun going down the slides but we avoided getting too close. Why? Crazy static electricity! Check out Ava’s hair. ZAP!!
Ava banished Dada from the playground on this day. Told him to sit on a rock. At least it was in the shade. At the beginning of this pregnancy, Ava has been a little more reliant on Dan. But things are changing. Ava has been a little more clingy to me this week. I think she senses the baby coming soon. Sorry Dada.
Ava climbed up a slide for the first time all by herself. And was very proud once she got to the top of slide.
After the playground, we went to check out the boats for rent…
… but decided to eat some lunch instead. Check out how Ava eats a corn dog. She peels it like a banana. Weirdo!
After lunch, it was ice cream time. So many choices!!
And the final choice. An orange push pop! Just like Mama and Deets would eat as kids.
And the verdict on her very first push pop?
I think this beard answers the question.
Before long it was time to pack up the waggy with Ava and our dinner…
… because Matheus was here!
The next morning, these two had a blast together. We went for a morning walk together to check out what the lake had to offer.
Here they are playing in gravel. Ava was amazed at his gravel angel skills.
And here they are following a flock of Canada geese. They got a little too close to the geese, which made the geese start honking and sent Ava running back to safety.
But no need to stay scared for long. There were more slides to distract her from the honking geese.
Oh, and she started climbing the ladder at the playground all by herself. It still scares the crap out of me to watch her do so but it’s all part of the growing up process. If I like it or not!
And the fun didn’t stop there. We had to make one more stop to make at the water park. Here is Ava pretending to be a kitty cat. Meow!
Oh. And I almost forgot. Ava roasted her first marshmallow… which she thought was too gross to eat.
Back at home, since the Airstream was off of the driveway for a bit, Dan pulled out his boat for some cleaning time… much to Ava’s delight. She loves to help. Here she is with the hose. Getting some water on the boat… and a lot more on Dada.
Bubbles!!
I swear she loves cleaning. Here she is cleaning some more. This time with her rain boots on.
Day care is still going well. There are a bunch of new kids in her class. So lots of tears from them. (My Mama Gaga Zune!)
We also spent some time with Ava at the beach looking for shells…
… and quacking at ducks.
We took Ava for a check-up at the doctor’s office too. And guess what? She finally graduated to the big girl scale. Check out her expression. She was unsure why the scale was wobbling below her. Hehe. She is now 34 pounds.
And she also had her very last ballerina class. I think we are both going miss her silly twirling.
Okay time to go. Dada is still trying to convince us that his new ‘purse’ is a just a man bag. Sure Dada. Then why do you have lipstick in there?!?!
