September: Hiking, A Birthday, Shuutball, and Shrek
September has proven to be yet another fun and busy month in the Morimatsu household. First and foremost, Happy Birthday to Kent! To my dear Kent- you are one year wiser, one year more distinguished and handsome, but remember...you will always forever be one year older than me...ha! We love you to pieces and would truly be a three legged dog without you (personal joke... :) ).
To celebrate, Ava picked out special gifts for Daddy (more on that later), and we met Kent at work to help redecorate his office (which also was his gift last year, part 1 if you will), went to downtown and ate Hot Pot and watched Shrek the musical. Okay, if you're anything like me, you're probably wondering what part of the last sentence has to do with Kent and his special day of birth and fabulousness, right? Ipestered asked him about this a thousand times (are you SURE this is what you want to do?), and you know what he told me every time, That watching Ava go bezerk with happiness to Shrek was in itself a birthday gift to him. Yep, no shiny watch, no football tickets, no day alone golfing. Zippo. Just family time with me, Ava, and apparently Shrek. For the millionth time, what an amazing man I married.
What put it over the top were Ava's birthday presents to him. I took her to the Dollar Store a couple days before and had been prepping her that Daddy's birthday was coming up in a few days. That his birthday meant it was a day just for him and that it was our job to make him smile and be happy (yes, that's the only way I knew how to describe a birthday to a two year old...). Also, I told her that we were going to the store and that she could pick out whatever she wanted to give to Daddy and give it to him herself. This she liked.
I wasn't totally sure if she would "get" the idea that we were shopping for Daddy, but she proved me wrong yet again. Baby girl walked into the store, picked up a basket, and went down every aisle carefully looking up and down the racks scanning for something. Occasionally she would pick something up, shake it, and then violently fly it across the store quietly saying, "no, no, not it". Then, she would come across something, and casually put it in her basket (which I ended up carrying since she needed both hands to either fly the item across the store (no) or gently put it in the basket with a super shy smile (yes) ). We were in the store for a good hour and a half and she was done picking out all her gifts, with a grand total of 6 things. Surprising, since I told her she could get as many things as she liked.
After the store, we went home to decorate the wrapping paper and wrap all the adorable hand picked gifts. By the grin on Kent's face, I'm guessing he really enjoyed all his presents since Ava was overly eager to hand him each one and say that she picked it out all by her sweet self.
That same night we went to Shrek, where as expected, Ava went bezerk. And I mean that in the most precious, adorable, good way there is. To say she LOVED Shrek would be an understatement. She was screaming Shrek's name from our box seat balcony like a crazed teenager at a Justin Bieber concert. Half the time, she was either sitting on the edge of my lap, on Kent's lap, or dancing in the aisle in front of us to the music. ADORABLE. I think I must have shed a couple tears a few times just watching what a good time she was having. I totally understand why parents take their kids to these sometimes crazy kiddie concerts where it looks like mayhem, since the kids enjoy it so much- kids go to watch Elmo skip and dance to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and parents go to watch their kids wig out with joy. I totally get it now.
As for the rest of our September, we had a lazy Labor Day weekend filled with hikes and home projects and every other Saturday devoted to Football, or Shuutball as Ava would say. For one of the weekends, we drove up to Seattle to go to a UH game and hang with my sister and brother-in-law. The following weekend, they came down to Portland to go to the OSU/UCLA game.
Busy to say the least, so I'll let the pictures do the talking.
Devouring a Spam Musubi - the 8th one, I believe...
How the social elite and yuppies tailgate - on their boat in the harbor!
Kent, Ava, Alex (Trevor and Lori's niece and Ava's goddess role model), Uncle T and Imo
Giant Root Beer Floats
That's ONE BURGER CUT IN HALF! They should renew it to A Heart Attack on a plate!
He seriously did some damage and almost ate the entire burger. I kid you not.
Oliver's self induced braces during our drive back home to Portland. Still has a mean underbite though...
Daddy's specially thought out gifts that Ava Mo picked out - rubber baseball, sunglasses, princess watch, fish water bottle, can of spinach, rubbery ball, microphone, and twix. Funny she said she picked out each one because Daddy loses his sunglasses & his watch all the time, and he can take his coshee (coffee) in the fish water bottle in his favorite color (orange, she knew!), and she knows he likes balls of all kinds and the color orange. Spinach, not so sure of. Maybe it's the weird man on the front...
I was snapping pictures behind me as we were driving to Shrek and this was what was happening in the backseat unbeknownst to us...
To celebrate, Ava picked out special gifts for Daddy (more on that later), and we met Kent at work to help redecorate his office (which also was his gift last year, part 1 if you will), went to downtown and ate Hot Pot and watched Shrek the musical. Okay, if you're anything like me, you're probably wondering what part of the last sentence has to do with Kent and his special day of birth and fabulousness, right? I
What put it over the top were Ava's birthday presents to him. I took her to the Dollar Store a couple days before and had been prepping her that Daddy's birthday was coming up in a few days. That his birthday meant it was a day just for him and that it was our job to make him smile and be happy (yes, that's the only way I knew how to describe a birthday to a two year old...). Also, I told her that we were going to the store and that she could pick out whatever she wanted to give to Daddy and give it to him herself. This she liked.
I wasn't totally sure if she would "get" the idea that we were shopping for Daddy, but she proved me wrong yet again. Baby girl walked into the store, picked up a basket, and went down every aisle carefully looking up and down the racks scanning for something. Occasionally she would pick something up, shake it, and then violently fly it across the store quietly saying, "no, no, not it". Then, she would come across something, and casually put it in her basket (which I ended up carrying since she needed both hands to either fly the item across the store (no) or gently put it in the basket with a super shy smile (yes) ). We were in the store for a good hour and a half and she was done picking out all her gifts, with a grand total of 6 things. Surprising, since I told her she could get as many things as she liked.
After the store, we went home to decorate the wrapping paper and wrap all the adorable hand picked gifts. By the grin on Kent's face, I'm guessing he really enjoyed all his presents since Ava was overly eager to hand him each one and say that she picked it out all by her sweet self.
That same night we went to Shrek, where as expected, Ava went bezerk. And I mean that in the most precious, adorable, good way there is. To say she LOVED Shrek would be an understatement. She was screaming Shrek's name from our box seat balcony like a crazed teenager at a Justin Bieber concert. Half the time, she was either sitting on the edge of my lap, on Kent's lap, or dancing in the aisle in front of us to the music. ADORABLE. I think I must have shed a couple tears a few times just watching what a good time she was having. I totally understand why parents take their kids to these sometimes crazy kiddie concerts where it looks like mayhem, since the kids enjoy it so much- kids go to watch Elmo skip and dance to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, and parents go to watch their kids wig out with joy. I totally get it now.
As for the rest of our September, we had a lazy Labor Day weekend filled with hikes and home projects and every other Saturday devoted to Football, or Shuutball as Ava would say. For one of the weekends, we drove up to Seattle to go to a UH game and hang with my sister and brother-in-law. The following weekend, they came down to Portland to go to the OSU/UCLA game.
Busy to say the least, so I'll let the pictures do the talking.
Devouring a Spam Musubi - the 8th one, I believe...
How the social elite and yuppies tailgate - on their boat in the harbor!
Kent, Ava, Alex (Trevor and Lori's niece and Ava's goddess role model), Uncle T and Imo
Giant Root Beer Floats
That's ONE BURGER CUT IN HALF! They should renew it to A Heart Attack on a plate!
He seriously did some damage and almost ate the entire burger. I kid you not.
Oliver's self induced braces during our drive back home to Portland. Still has a mean underbite though...
Daddy's specially thought out gifts that Ava Mo picked out - rubber baseball, sunglasses, princess watch, fish water bottle, can of spinach, rubbery ball, microphone, and twix. Funny she said she picked out each one because Daddy loses his sunglasses & his watch all the time, and he can take his coshee (coffee) in the fish water bottle in his favorite color (orange, she knew!), and she knows he likes balls of all kinds and the color orange. Spinach, not so sure of. Maybe it's the weird man on the front...
I was snapping pictures behind me as we were driving to Shrek and this was what was happening in the backseat unbeknownst to us...
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