Today we were very good in church and so we had some gelato -- here are the 
photos of our delicious outing. Olivia waits expectantly for her ice cream; Olivia devours gelato; Emilia demonstrates proper gelato-eating technique to Isabella; birds-eye view of Sophia taking a sip of water. For the rest of the day, we decided to hang out at home (it was too hot for the park, really) and to play with finger paints and these markers that let you draw on the window. It was lots of fun. It was a bit surprising, though, to suddenly realize that I'm entering a new era. Now that many of my friends have kids, there's no avoiding the fact that we're the adults. Olivia came up to talk to Emilia today, wiggling around to try to get our attention. We were sitting on a lounge chair, in sundresses, with our hair pulled back in a more utilitarian than fashionable manner. As Emilia reminded Olivia not to interrupt and I inspected the finger paint on my knees, I suddenly
realized that this was a familiar scene -- but now, instead of being the antsy four-year-old, I was the 'adult' chatting! Luckily, I then got to splash around in the kiddie pool and play with play-doh and laugh with my friends about silly things, and I remembered that I'm still under 30. Whew.
photos of our delicious outing. Olivia waits expectantly for her ice cream; Olivia devours gelato; Emilia demonstrates proper gelato-eating technique to Isabella; birds-eye view of Sophia taking a sip of water. For the rest of the day, we decided to hang out at home (it was too hot for the park, really) and to play with finger paints and these markers that let you draw on the window. It was lots of fun. It was a bit surprising, though, to suddenly realize that I'm entering a new era. Now that many of my friends have kids, there's no avoiding the fact that we're the adults. Olivia came up to talk to Emilia today, wiggling around to try to get our attention. We were sitting on a lounge chair, in sundresses, with our hair pulled back in a more utilitarian than fashionable manner. As Emilia reminded Olivia not to interrupt and I inspected the finger paint on my knees, I suddenly
realized that this was a familiar scene -- but now, instead of being the antsy four-year-old, I was the 'adult' chatting! Luckily, I then got to splash around in the kiddie pool and play with play-doh and laugh with my friends about silly things, and I remembered that I'm still under 30. Whew.
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