Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Hazel's 2nd Birthday (Part 1) -- April 22


We started the day with a trip to the grocery store, where Hazel got to pick out her own balloon.  Most of them had things like the Hulk on them, but she was drawn to this one with flowers.  The birthday ones weren't very interesting, so I understood this choice.  



We picked out macaroni and cheese shaped like fish, and hot dogs, and fresh organic strawberries for lunch.  Vivian approved of the macaroni.


After Vivian went to sleep for her afternoon nap, the mail came, and Hazel was excited to open some packages.  One was from Aunt Betsy and Uncle Bill in Alaska, and Hazel was delighted by the pretty wooden bowl with her name in it.  It's a perfect treasure, because she can't really hurt it, but she'll still love it when she's all grown up!



The other package had all kinds of goodies from Grandpa Van and Grandma Tina in Boston, including the most amazing chocolate bunnies that Christina picked up in Germany.  Hazel went right to work stacking the blocks, and I wrote down her chatter until I ran out of room on my paper:

  "Build with blocks...I can do it.  [pause in chatter for building a small tower].  I love my tower!  This one's a block.  this one's next.  And this one's next.  And this one.  I just keep trying.  [tower falls].  Oh no! Ohhh no.  Those blocks are...are...are... building blocks.  I did it!  [tower falls down again, is rebuilt again].  I keep trying.  Get better.  Oooh.  I got my blocks.  I got 'em.  Hazel [has a ] lotta  blocks.  Oh no!  Ok. Try again.  Just keep trying.  I'm building blocks."




We rounded out the afternoon with a trip to the UW Art Museum to see a new astrophotography exhibit. We suggested the art museum on the weekend, but didn't make it on time, and Hazel had been asking to go.   Hazel especially liked a picture of Neptune and the moon Triton that she thought looked like the crescent moon and a tiny crescent moon:


Vivian is always up for an outing.



After the art museum, we hurried downtown to pick up Andrew in the truck so that we could go out for supper. 

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