Monday, January 28, 2008
We spent the morning, afternoon and evening with our friends, Anna, Stephen and Norah. We began in Train Town in Sonoma and the girls had a blast. In addition to the train they rode the carousel twice, went on the Dragon roller coaster and Norah rode the ferris wheel with her mom. Then we went for pizza and salad - Jemma ate her first Caesar salad - thanks for modeling that, Norah! The funniest thing about kids at this age, is their ability to smile on cue - it looks more like a pained expression. Well, one day we'll get a genuine response, but in spite of their grimaces, the girls had quite the fabulous time!
No matter where we go, whether it be Sonoma or Durango or Boca Raton, Jemma must find a playground to explore in. This one was in the center of Calistoga and it was just the right size for her. No playground experience would be complete without the water fountain drinking finish!
Sunday, January 27, 2008
We made a trip up north to wine country to visit Grandma Joan and our friends, Anna, Stephen and Norah. Jemma loved wearing her winter coat. The picture of Daddy was taken by Jemma - she's getting much better at holding the camera steady! We visited our favorite winery - the Rubicon winery (formerly Coppola) and inside the tasting room they had live music. Jemma danced like mad and made her own little mosh pit - the musicians adored her. And on the way out we played in the fountains and made wishes with coins.
Friday, January 04, 2008
What a treat - our friends, Uncle Dan and Uncle Chris took us to the Noah's Ark exhibit at the Skirball. Jemma seemed to really love it. We were totally impressed by the animals made out of found objects. We can't wait to see it again and again and again, and since it's a permanent exhibit, we'll be able to!
A week before the new year, we surprised Jemma with the much talked about new bed! We moved around some things, donated some other things and voila, we entered into another phase. Jemma was thrilled and couldn't stop running and jumping up into it, no matter how many times she hit her knees on the side! The first night she woke up around 11pm and was disoriented, but we set her straight and she slept soundly through the night. In the morning, she called for us, but we screamed back that it was okay for her to come out all by herself. Ah, the sound of little pitter patting feet - delicious. The second night she slept perfectly through the night and in the morning she came bounding out and ran straight to the bathroom announcing, "I have to make a poopie and I'm going to do it all by myself and I need my privacy!" And then she slammed the door and put on the light. We were hysterical. And then immediately nostalgic for the days when she was a little baby!