Ava decided to use her birthday cash for Toy Story Legos. I'm not sure who was more excited about that choice, Daddy or Ava James.
Although the box says "For ages 7-12," if you average the ages of the 'children' playing it all comes out okay.
We have started having regular Friday Night Dinners with the Wilson/McCormick/Boatman family. (Anybody else thinking of the Gilmores? It's nothing like that, I promise.) They included us in their resolution to eat out less. Each Friday night we choose a restaurant to theme dinner around, and each family brings a component of the meal. We've enjoyed Ted's Night (a local Mexican restaurant), Victoria's Night (Italian), Charleston's Night (delicious everything), and can't wait for this Friday's Tapas Night (appetizers). Sweet E and Ava have a blast playing while we stuff ourselves silly.
Just like me, Ava is a girl who loves to write. When I taught fourth grade Writing I used a curriculum by Lucy Calkins. I love her writing jargon and constantly find it popping up in my vocabulary. One thing she talks about is that children need to live a 'Writerly life', meaning they need to see value in writing in their everyday life and take note of interesting things to write about in the future. (Thus preventing the, "But Mrs. Lockett I don't have anything to write about" blues that young writers like to sing.) To show Ava that writing is useful, I've been going out of my way to point out how writing can help us.For weeks I kept forgetting to buy a pencil sharpener for her colored pencils in the school room. One day, after a trip to the grocery store, she grew frustrated with her dull pencils and my exclamation of, "Ugh, we forgot again Ava!"
I immediately grabbed by shopping list pad and a pencil (mechanical, thank goodness - otherwise we were out of luck) and asked her to write 'sharpener' on the top of the list so we would remember to buy it on our next shopping excursion. Sure enough, when we returned from the next Target run we had a shiny red sharpener in hand. Tangible, 4-year-old appropriate proof of the value writing has in our lives.
Well, I've created a monster. Now each week, while I'm making my shopping list, she insists on writing one of her own. She picks her favorite grocery staples and any 'fun stuff' we need. It's her responsibility to sound out and write the items on her list, then read them to me while we're at the store.
This week's list: avocados, pencils, and pigs.
(No, we didn't buy pigs. She loves pigs in a blanket for breakfast.)
Saturday's weather was positively dreamy.
We took the afternoon to bike ride to the parks and playgrounds near the house.
Determined to make it all the way across the monkey bars - she did!
Pedaling with Daddy
Sliding with static/windy hair Mommy
Driving in the warm sunshine
Playing soccer
Brave climber
A little gymnastics at the playground
Walking on the rolling barrel
More climbing
New uses for the soccer ball
A little support on the high monkey bars
Above the blue
The Smirk
Daddy found a lizard sunning in the window of one of the classrooms.
Sunday morning dawned overcast and blustery. We layered clothes and coats for church and spent the day inside. I meant to take Valentines pictures of Ava yesterday, but I hadn't appliqued her shirt in time. Instead we found a semi-sunny spot in the house to pose for these shots. I know there are a ton, but I loved so many of them.
(Grandmas - if you'll let me know which ones you like I'll send them to a nearby photo center of your choice. They are numbered for convenience sake.)
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