paulo

paulo

grandma and paulo joined us for a trip to the discovery museum today. having grandma along to manage ava, meant that i had a free hand (sometimes even two!) to snap some pictures of my favorite little boy.

my friend paulo

ava started preschool on september 2nd, and so far, she's been doing great. by far the saddest side effect of this next step in her evolution is that she no longer gets to see paulo everyday! ava misses him, and i do too, so i've taken to showing up at his doorstep and demanding that his parents hand him over for a playdate (alright, alright, i do call them about 10 minutes beforehand).

hanging out with ava and paulo is getting really fun. they now understand the concept of an "activity" and can actually work together for brief periods of time. our last playdate was action packed. we had the educational period (letter puzzles), the arts and craft period (painting, followed by puff ball and glitter glueing), a brief rendition of the old "crash in the beanbag favorite" followed by dinner, a bath and "a movie".

many, many things cracked me up during their "date". a few remain in my mind. first, they insisted that we clean up between puzzles and crafts. second, paulo glued his glittery bits to the page by spreading out a bunch of glue and then dumping the entire container on to the paper (this has never occurred to ava, who loves the repetition of doing them one by one). third, paulo has alot more enthusiasm for transitions than ava. there was a brief pause between dinner and desert, during which ava wandered off to play in the living room. when desert was announced, paulo got the message immediately . . . realized ava was not with the program . . . and started running back and forth between ava and the table "ava! ava! desert's ready! ava get up! ava desert! ava! ava!"

more bath pics

toddler torture

the weather for the first week and a half after ava's return to california seemed to be the longest consecutive period of warm days in san francisco . . . ever. it was perfect. temps in our neighborhood peaked every day right around 80F - hot, but not overwhelming.

good weather at our house means . . . pool party! (preferably with paulo.) and, really, when you've got two happy toddlers in a pool . . . why just let them be . . . it's ever so much more fun to attack them with the garden hose and see what they do.

answer : stand stock still and giggle

disclaimer : the garden hose was actually hooked up to our utility sink and was blasting warm water. slightly less cruel than it looks.

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