Babe in Toyland

Do you ever sit around and think to yourself, "If only I had more stuff..."? Ava doesn't. You get bonus points if you can find her.

Spoiled and happy. I can't think of a better life for a kid, can you?

I have a brilliant new idea for the punishment of violent criminals: force them to sit around all day and blow up baby pools with the world's smallest bicycle pump. Repeat offenders will be a thing of the past. Here is a picture of the pool we ordered from Pottery Barn. It took over two months to show up, an hour to blow up both pieces - the tail is blown up separately, in case you were wondering - and the length of one of Ava's naps to figure out that the stupid thing has a hole in it. This whale will be swimming back where it came from, and we will be having our pool time fun at the Grant Ranch club house. So there.

We had a big family play-date a couple of weeks ago to get the summer started off right. There was swimming, swinging, food, and beer, and a good time was had by all. Here are some pics of the festivities. I'm not sure why Ellie is resting on the slide, but since she seemed to catch her second wind afterwards, I assume it was necessary. And yes, that is Ollie climbing into Ava's lap to claim the toy she was playing with. Our girl may need to toughen up a bit if she's going to hang with the boys. :)