Entries from May 2010 ↓

Baby’s 1st Dragonfest

We went to a Memorial Day weekend gaming event hosted by our friends Mark & Angie at their home in Dearborn, Michigan.
The weekend included many board games, yummy treats, sunny trips to the local park, and frisbee throwing.
It was great to have friends entertain Ezri while we played games.

Ezri enjoyed her first night ever in a hotel.

She loves kissing the baby in the mirror. No low self-esteem there.

Here she is with a goose for scale.
She started the weekend calling the goose “duck,” but now knows they are “goo.”

Ezri thought the local park was great.

She really liked watching Mark do yoga.
This is her version of the downward dog. She still has a ways to go on her technique, but she knows what a yoga mat is for. Yoga balls are clearly for pushing around on the floor and bouncing on.

Eric set-up a play tent for her in the living room.

The weekend exhausted Ezri as she was bathed in attention and new sights and new people.

Ezri really liked the household parrot, Norbert, who she called “twee-twee” most commonly. Norbert was understandably wary of the toddler. Though, we tried to keep Ezri from breaking one of the 4 house rules of the event – namely “Do not torture the bird.”

Ezri was sent home with a Timmy doll who she napped with the entire drive back to Downers Grove. This made the car trip good for everyone else. Way to sleep, Ezri.

Good times with good friends.

Red Wagon

On Sunday afternoon, Ezri and I went out to DeKalb to visit her Grandma Liz and Grandpa Harvey. She enjoyed being carted around the house (literally) in a ’70’s era Radio Flyer wooden wagon left over from Amy’s and my childhood.

Shorts and tank tops weather has arrived in Chicagoland

Here she is on her trike again.

Double fisting crackers after a busy morning splashing at the children’s garden.

Enjoying an ice cube in her nibbler to cool off.

Slide

Ezri likes things she can do all by herself.
Stairs she can climb without help.
Pushing the stroller without adult assistance.
This slide which she could climb up and slide down all by herself was a hit.
Thanks, trip to IKEA. The meatballs were also delicious.

Watering

One of Ezri’s new favorite things is to help water the plants.

Here she is helping Meghan water a tomato.

Sunny Sunday at Morton

We recently met up with Ezri’s grandparents Liz and Harvey at Morton Arboretum. We had lunch at the cafe there, and then explored the Children’s Garden, and took a walk around the lake.

Ezri in the tunnel at Morton Arboretum Childrens' Garden

Amanda, Ezri and Eric at Morton

Ezri reaches for the camera

Ezri reaches for the camera

The Great Reading Experiment!

Ezri has signed up for her library’s summer reading club.
It is MAD SCIENCE themed. There is a lot to look at with the whole room decorated with experiments, lab rodents, and mad scientists turning it into the LIBAROTORY.

Ezri has added her lab rat to the maze.

She’s been signed up as member #1 by Miss Rachel in a lab coat and big black geeky glasses. Ezri wasn’t the first to sign up as we had some morning errands, but the librarians let her be #1 in the database of members – an honor. It also strikes me that library programs may be the one place that I won’t have to spell Ezri’s name when I register her.

Here is Ezri’s pal, Meghan, dressed as a lab rat.

We selected some books to read.

The whole process was so exciting that it tuckered Ezri out and she had a good nap afterward.

Ezri and her family recommend public library summer reading clubs to everyone. I will be signing up for the adult club.

She’s doing extra drooling and chewing.

I think Ezri is either working on her 2 year molars or she’s going rabid. I am pulling for the molars and glad she now likes biter biscuits.

Ezri does her happy dance.

Dance, Ezri Beatrice, dance!

She is using some clean laundry as a shaking flag.

Itsy bitsy

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This isn’t a great photo, but it is a great game.
Ezri gets her spider puppet and puts it on her hand. Then I sing itsy bitsy spider and she dances around shaking her spider. It’s the dancing that makes it hard to photograph. So much wiggling.