Showing posts with label Hazel 1 year 23 months. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hazel 1 year 23 months. Show all posts

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Saturday Afternoon Dance Party

Dear Peep and Hazelly, 
We had an AWESOME Saturday afternoon.  The rain was really pouring this morning so we decided to pick some sticks from our
rainy day jar we made 6 months ago and had never used.  It was great!  You chose the, "To Have a Dance Party with Outfits," popsicle stick.  I grabbed up what little (really old) make up I had and then some dollar select eye shadow from the grocery and you both intensely got to work dressin' up.  


Hen, you really messed up my crappy jewelery boxes dragging out bracelets, rings and necklaces, but I don't mind.  It was great watching you both but then Henny decided that it was Daddy and Mommy's turn.  Hen and Daddy went with a Adam Ant inspired look and Mommy and Hazel more of the Boca Raton bronzed up blue eyed thing.  We made it to the dance floor in full style and shaked it, spun it and flipped out heads for a good hour.  
 
With all of us pooped you two took a bath to wash up.  What a great Saturday surprise.  My lil' dance machines...

Love, Mama 

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Visits with WEEEEEE's

Dear Hazelita,
Now that Henry is in school we were able to make a visit to WW, your birth mom.  It had been a month or so since our last meet up so it was good to see WW.  You really enjoyed playing with her lil dog; rolling on the floor with him, bringing him his pillow, and letting him kiss your little lips.  We were getting hungry so we went to pick up WW's mom and get some pizza.  We ate there often when you were still a little bean growing.  You were so hunger and ate some salad, half a slice of pizza and three garlic bread knots.  WW and her mom, L were entertained by your appetite.  We had some time left so we went to the park for a bit.  You enjoyed the audience as you went down the slide on your own and giggled away in the swing as WW played 'gotcha'.  L was trying to be so gentle she barely pushed the swing to your dismay. She said she didn't want to scare you, so I showed her how you usually swing and you SQUEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAALED with happiness. 

WW is so sweet it is always great getting to spend some time with her.  At time to leave you were TIRED and CRANKY but you still gave hugs and a sweet goodbye.
Love that we are so close.
Love, Mama  

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Meet Up

Dear Henny Bear,
So happy that we were able to get in a visit with JoJo, T and Little Jo before school started.  We all met up at the Children's Museum with our packed lunches and excitement to be together.  Our arrival was greeted by T running to me and giving me a big hug.  How sweet!  Then he turned to you while I hugged JoJo... I watched over JoJo's shoulder to see the two of you stare at each other a minute.  You gave each other a double high five that melted into laced fingers and swinging your arms together while you both gave out a bright, "HI!"  MELTED my heart! I caught a shot a second before you let go. It is the sweetness of open adoption and that you and your birth bros know, care and enjoy each other that makes an hours drive mute and essential, not to mention I love chit chatting with my friend, J.  We ate our lunches and you and T were anxious to get to the first thing, but first you all went down the slide together while Hazel and I waved you on.  
We bounced from area to area trying on Chinese opera costumes, playing at the sand and water table, creating your own Chihuly sculpture together, going on the carousel, pretending to be in a dinosaur nest, and playing in the ice cream shoppe.  








Lil' Jo and Hazel crossed paths back and forth and danced together to the carousel music while you and T climbed and hid from each other.  It was a really nice afternoon!  It was hard for you to leave and you avoided it, but then we regrouped and took a couple of great pictures of us all in front of Bumblebee.  
Love getting together. I can't believe how much you are all growing up.  It is so special to share these times together.  
Love, Mama