Thursday, March 22, 2012

Aloha Festival

Davis' godfather, Parker, is from Hawaii. The Macs invited us to join them at the Arizona Aloha Festival. It was a warm sunny day. We listened to some peaceful ethnic music and basked in the sun. Davis and Makena danced and kept us all entertained.
sweet boy
sweet girl






sharing some culture I'm sure




Golfing at Grayhawk

short game







simplifying golf. 



This is our neighborhood course. Andrew has been taking Davis onto the green in the late evening for a little chipping and putting. Davis likes to play around the green, with the flat, in the bunker...you name it.  He can also be found rolling the ball into the cup or taking a kneeling one handed stroke. I guess fundamentals come at a later age. 

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

21 months





To know Davis is to know Mondays and Wednesdays are reserved for library trips with Yolanda. 
To know Davis is to know that Tuesdays are for Parent-Toddler class with mama where he is the only child that stands in front of the CD player and dances.
To know Davis is to know that Thursdays are for swimming, where he proudly wears goggles, jumps in independently, swims under water, reaches for the side and climbs out. 
To know Davis is to know that he's learning that neither rocks nor his cellphone belong at the bottom of the pool.
To know Davis is to know that he will sit, dance and pretend drive in the car for up to 45 minutes. 
To know Davis is to know he still takes one amazing nap and sleeps through the night 10-11 hours.
To know Davis is to know he does not leave the crib without handing over osito and his two blankets.
To know Davis is to know osito is his #1 best bud. 
To know Davis is to know he smiles, teeth and all, when we speak of Makena Marie, but he he'll cry if we hold her. 
To know Davis is to know he loves Elmo, which prevents the TV from ever coming on for adult view. 
To know Davis is to know that he loves playing in mom and dad's bathtub at all hours of the day.
To know Davis is to know praying hands before meal time.
To know Davis is to to know his favorite nighttime book is Goodnight Goodnight Construction site from the Carluccis. 
To know Davis is to know that he loves to say "puppy", sign for puppy but deathly afraid of coming within 5 feet of them. 
To know Davis is to know that he know says "no-no" to the street and to rocks in the pool but still sneaks one by us. 
To now Davis is to know he loves water and assists with watering our plants each day. 
To know Davis to know that he now likes tilapia, cous-cous, quinoa, and apples. 
To know Davis to know he downs his milk in less than a minute and will bend forward just to get the very last bit.
To know Davis to know he only whispers if he's told someone around him is going night-night.
To know Davis to know he can place his foot on our door frame to leverage the heavy door open. 
To know Davis is to know that "oh-no" is spoken every 5 minutes referring often to a spec of pepper or parsley on his hand.
To know Davis to know that things are preferred in their place and doors closed as usual. 
To know Davis is to know he can climb onto a barstool and then onto the kitchen island. oh dear.
To know Davis is to know he is enjoying his coloring and painting with his easel.
To know Davis is to know he wears size 5 diaper and size 6 nighttime. He has his own potty and will only sit on it fully clothed. 
To know Davis is to know he wears a size 9 shoe and 2-3T clothing. 
To know Davis is to know our life would not be without him.


Sunday, March 4, 2012

Davis goes to the Beach

We enjoyed a few days at the beach during our last visit to SLO. Yes the water was cold. You can always find someone in the water surfing though. We ventured out at low tide. Davis was first skeptical about the sand, naturally and kept saying "uppa" to be held. He was desensitized until we hit the water. I guess he forgot last summer and was timid until he learned it was water. From that point on, it was a battle to keep him from plunging into the ocean. He loved the feel of the undertow and running full speed and splashing. He was yelling "agua, agua, agua" down the beach. It was quite funny. He actually made it to probably thigh high water. Much braver than his mother. I'm sure this will be a favorite activity this summer.