Everybody was in Florida last week, but we were not all together, except for when we were. Dan was working in Orlando, so I caught a flight to my parents' house, but my mom offered to drive up with me on Wednesday so Dan and I could have a date on our ninth anniversary. We do not have many dates, so it was pretty special. We went and ate fancy food in our nuptial town, Mount Dora.
Dan's mom comes tomorrow to spend the week, and Joash is already excited about a visit from his "PapaGrandma." Ammi is, too, she just doesn't know it yet. I think we are bound to do plenty of South Bend activities. Dan had the idea last Saturday to go see the Notre Dame campus. We didn't get very far because we almost immediately reached a playground, and the babies played while we drank our Biggby coffees and even met and chatted quite naturally (as opposed to awkwardly) with several parents. It was a simple and lovely day. And then began the night that finally necessitated the sleep-training, but, still.
This is a vast improvement from the phone picture we have of Jeff holding Joash as a baby.
Like, such as.
Earlier this week, these kids were just all huddled up together hanging out, and I thought it was sweet. This picture is blurry, but Ammi is smiling so nicely and looking so grown.
It was short-lived once she heard the camera clicking.
Joash had an entire day where he pretended to be a mama. It was so dear. He fed a baby, put it to sleep for naptime, and he wanted to wear the baby and give it snuggles. That's what he's doing in the second picture, snuggles.
Ammi loved playing at the park on Saturday. Not only was there another little baby for her to drool with, but she was also just very interested in watching the big kids run around and make noise.
When Joash heard we were going to a park, he knew he wanted to bring something to show all the "lots of kids" who were sure to be there. Dan had made him a Duplo plane, and he thought the kids would "really like that." Sadly, they were mostly disinterested. He is admiring and learning so much from big kids these days, including how to navigate monkey bars.
Sweet faces. Or are they? I can't help but notice the unfortunate similarities between Joah's expression and this one.
It looks like she's being so big and being so brave, but really she is just falling on her butt.
This guy is a good guy.
Ammi agrees.
I will probably spend the rest of his childhood trying to recreate a set of slide pictures my clever parents had arranged in one of our old photo albums. I haven't accomplished it yet, but they had a picture of my brother and me at the top of a slide and one at the bottom and, for whatever reason, the two photos lined up perfectly to make it seem like one impossible picture. I'm underselling it maybe. It is one of my favorites. Also, how funny is Joash's relaxed approach to slide-going? It looks like he's doing it because it just needs to be done.
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