I woke up a good hour before anyone else in the house. So I had some tea and leftover cobbler for breakfast and did some catch up on blogging and reading.
When everyone was awake Derek made French toast for breakfast. After which Carly, August, and I hopped in the car and took a short drive over to Stephanie, Nate, and Ruby’s house.
August loved the house and yard. He played a lot with the kitchen set and toy blender and spent a little time in the wading pool. After he treated us to homemade scones and aero press coffee, Nate took August and me to the backyard and let August do some watering with the hose. I had to help control the hose, but August caught on to the idea of watering plants pretty quickly.
Ruby also had a toy lawn mower and August loved that. We took it to the front sidewalk so he could push it more easily.
For most of the time there August played pretty separately from Ruby. But near the end we were all inside and they were working together on putting stacking rings on a post. It was the most intently he has actually played with another kid.
It was close to one so we headed back to the house as Anneka, Anthony, and Becky were coming over. August fell asleep so I stayed here while Carly and the three of them went up to Martino’s and picked up sandwiches and brought them back to here. We ate lunch, then August woke up.
We then went for a walk, stopping by Bluebird for ice cream, and ended up at the Phinney farmers market. While Carly visited with her friends, August and I went into the neighborhood center and looked at an art exhibit, played in the drinking fountains, walked around the farmers market, and played in the playground. I showed him how to hop on the hopscotch squares, which he thought was hilarious, and then he tried to hop (which looks more like a stomp).
We walked back to the house and said goodbye.
Derek made a pesto pasta dish for dinner, which August liked, and Andrea’s parents came by with their own dogs to drop off Eddy. It was an exciting time – August wasn’t phased by the dogs – slightly marred by a woman who obviously needs some help yelling over the fence.
Inside, August, Thatcher, and I played with a fan. August liked how it blew his hair and Thatcher would hold it to blow in August’s face. He would laugh and pat at his own hair. Very funny.
In the evening, Carly and I took August for a little walk. We walked up Greenwood to 85th, and on the way back stopped at the Couth Buzzard (a bookstore) where a jazz band was playing in back. August was enthralled and we stayed for about 10 minutes. At that point he turned to Carly and basically told us he was tired and ready to nurse, so we headed home.
He didn’t go directly to sleep, however, and stayed up to a little past 10 – basically his latest night yet.
With Ruby and family:
Ruby with the satchel we gave her:
Walk to the farmers market:
Back at the house:
Watching some jazz:
