On Friday night, I had a dinner date with my dear ol' Accenture friend, Erin Oyama. We had great food and conversation ...
... after she got to meet Maven for some snuggles.
Maven is getting more and more active. She loves playing in this jumper now. Sedona wanted her baby doll (whom she called "Riley" today) in the jumper, but Maven was in the way. Maven had to share the seat. So said Sedona the Commander!
Sedona is giving her baby doll this ride, but her latest thing is getting horsey rides. They have to come from me, because the physical therapist on Tuesday agreed with Kevin's doctor's initial evaluation that he has torn cartilage in his left knee from diving for a softball three months ago.
Saddling up!
Giddy-up! At least I was born the year of the horse.(Thanks, Loretta, for taking the picture.)
Maven is teething these days, but a cold beer usually does the trick.
OK, OK. That was Kevin's beer while we were over at the house of my dear mommy friend Whitney, celebrating her 33rd birthday. Maven got some party love from Sedona's pal Sophie.
The toddlers decided trashing Whitney's living room wasn't enough, so they headed for the master bedroom. (That's Sedona in the red top and black pants that Whitney said makes her look like a little hip-hop star.)
They all had a ball in there, as you can see.
"Five little monkeys, jumping on the bed. One fell off and ..."
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