Ada accidentally took a nap yesterday.
She usually doesn’t nap because that means she will stay up until after midnight, and I will do anything to keep that from happening. Saturday and Sunday are the only days of the week I get Tyler at home in the evening. I don’t like to waste those nights.
We like to talk without small children screaming. Maybe watch some TV together. Or you know…other adult things.
Anyway, Ada accidentally napped for three hours yesterday afternoon. She woke up with a start, rumbled out of bed and ran to the back door.
“Shoes! Outside! Please!” She yelled, banging on the door.
I obliged, because what else do you do when your toddler is half asleep and making loud demands?
She carefully stepped out the door and down the one step of the porch to the back yard.
“My chich-nens! I hold ’em!” She climbed up on top of the picnic table and held out her arms.
I guess that’s what’s important in her 16 month old mind. Not going potty, not eating or drinking, not playing with toys.
Just holding the fluffiest chicken she can get her chubby little hands on, irregardless of sleep still in her eyes and bedhead poking up all over…
We made signs yesterday evening to encourage an online friend who is going through a hard time.
Rosie worked on her sign forever, down to the last detail.
Ada refused to hold her sign, silly baby.
Just for fun, these are from Photo Booth on the Mac last night before bed.
Today we had lunch with our beloved Mexican friends.
They don’t speak much English. They are teaching Rosie, Ada, and me Spanish during our weekend lunches. (Tyler is already fluent in Spanish.)
Love their company, and their delicious food, and their culture, and…everything. Ada absolutely adores them also, which is saying something because she is particular about who she likes.