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After watching his sister spin the wheels on the exersaucer, Max was determined to work them himself.
After watching his sister spin the wheels on the exersaucer, Max was determined to work them himself.
What originally began as a wall of 4 cohorts a little over a year and a half ago (see here) has now grown into a full fledged posse. Starting from top left to right - Ellie aka ELF, Gwen Wren aka Cuz, Lucia aka Lady Friend, Maya aka BFF, Emma aka Holy Mongous, Andre aka Smooth Andre, Edith aka Edi Lou, Mateo aka Possible Betrothed, Lilly aka Princess, Greta and Henry aka the Dancing Queen and Red, Elizabeth aka Elizabeth, and Aiden aka the HumVee.
At today's visit to the pediatrician, Maddie cried when Max was given his vaccinations along with her own. And here are their stats (Maddie is almost 19 months, and Max is almost 3 months).
It's not 5pm. That's when little girls still have many, many things to accomplish.
Nor is it 6pm. That is the ideal time for eating a home cooked meal at John and Erin's with friends.
Yes, you guessed it. It's 7pm. When the meal is winding down, plates are empty, and babies begin to tire, the witching hour begins. The Kender-Page excuse themselves into the house, and as friends occasionally come in, perhaps for a drink or a napkin, they leave, maybe slightly horrified, and amazed. It is possible that 2 things so small can create such loud and demanding noise.
At Paty's with Jess.
The evening began with all of the kids on the floor, while the adults swirled around prepping dinner.
Then Elizabeth saw something she liked.
While not yet crawling, she does a version of an army crawl, and began her quest.
She eventually got there, and then was flipped over by her mom.
Then it was off to Bud's for his annual pot luck, and Maddie's first bounce house (and Jess' first time in one in years - really, like a decade).
In the backyard, Bud had what most would call a pool. Something fun to lounge by with friend, Diane. Jess referred to it by it's less commonly used name, the death trap.
At the "A Taste of Downtown Burbank." The city shut down a stretch of the main thoroughfare, and about 30 local restaurants set up tents up where you could sample their food. To the background of live music, Maddie enjoyed a spring roll, a chicken taco, pizza, and ice cream.
It was delicious, especially for Jess, who got there as soon as it started, which meant she could jump from tent to tent to tent. The working people arrived later, which meant longer lines, and crankier kids.
The Findleys powered through, and Ellie got her second wind when she was given the freedom to use her new skill of walking in and out of the open stores.
Erin and John arrived just in time to see the kid's final breakdown. As they headed to the beer and wine garden, and the rest of us headed home, we vowed to follow their example next year. Burbank will taste that much sweeter for that much longer with the purely over 21 set.
At the home of the very tolerant Greta, who responded with only a quiet, "hey," when Maddie began happily licking the cream cheese block Greta had been dipping her crackers in.
Henry preferred the opportunity to pat Max, rather than to parallel play by his sister. Henry and Max do share a kinship - they were both delivered at their respective homes by the same midwives.
His sister didn't mind, not when she found out that she could bounce on Greta's bed.
"Don't leave me here! I don't trust her!"
Jess pulled out backup, for herself, not the kids, in the form of Mimi's love: strawberry muffins. Mimi had frozen 6 of the muffins that she had made the night before Jess gave birth so not only are they delicious, but they also are full of good feelings.
Max was less concerned about their first day as a threesome, and more concerned about why he was hovering.