Sunday we had pizza for dinner. I was under the weather and slept or laid on the sofa most of the afternoon. Dave took G for a hair cut and cooked a pizza for dinner. Meticulously-cut bite-sized pieces held no interest for Gavin. But this full sized piece did.
Wednesday, we had an impromptu playdate at the park with Dean. Tuesday had been cold and rainy. Gavin needed some time outside to play. I sent Lindsey a text and her quick reply was that they'd be on their way when Dean woke up. Sensing a playdate, Dean woke within just a few minutes. I was thankful for the company of Dean and Lindsey (and Matt for a bit) at the park. The boys were happy to see each other, but mainly happy to be outside.
Dean does a great job climbing up and down the stairs. Lindsey said he got lots of practice over his Christmas trip to Honey and Pops' house.
For a few minutes, the boys and another little boy did a great job of climbing up the stairs, sliding down the slide, and repeating the process in order. Gavin kept slowing things up because he was intrigued by the other boy. At some point Gavin was saying, "No. No," to Dean about something. Lindsey asked him if he were going to be the Parlimentarian in his class. As I write this I remember that Ms. Rosa has told us that G was telling one of the other kids in class "No. No," about something. So maybe he will be the rule enforcer. (I have no idea where he gets that from. . . . )
The boys enjoyed playing together for a few minutes looking out this plexi-glass lookey thing. (How do you like that technical term?)
Running off energy . . .
