Block party, part deux

The block so nice, we party twice. This weekend was the second, and larger, of our block's annual parties. As I have mentioned before, our street is overrun with small children, and these parties are always entertaining. I had to work this weekend, and when I got home yesterday afternoon, there were a couple dozen kids searching through bushes and under stairs looking for hidden prizes. That was followed by smashing a pinata with a baseball bat. Miraculously, no one's nose was broken. I apparently missed a water balloon fight. One boy came up to Kevin with his balloon and proudly informed him that he was "saving it for an emergency." Good thinking.


David, of course, loves all the action and the fact that the street is littered with toys all day long. He is quite the ladies' man. He played hard to get with both Olivia, who wanted to hug him, and Fiona, who wanted to hold his hand and boss him around. Here he is running away from her and then, after he was captured, explaining to her his feelings about personal space.


There was quite a spread for dinner. David enjoyed dining at the kids' table with Jackson, Malcolm (who lived in our house before we did and now lives a few blocks away), Fiona and Olivia. This picture was taken shortly before Jackson provided some dinner time entertainment by peeing next to the kiddie table.


After our delicious meal, David attempted to drink milk from a regular cup (look for video of this soon), and Fiona helped herself to some jello. Why use a spoon when your hands are so efficient?



This morning the Oak Park fire department came out and let the kids (and adults) put out a fake fire in a cardboard house. David was afraid of the hose. Uncle Dave was not. Also of note, Dave and Kevin look so much alike that Fiona believes David has two daddies.




In other news since my last post, David is working hard on his toddler attitude problem. When the dogs get in his way, he often whacks them in the face. He did this to Pete last week, and I grabbed his hands and told him not to hit. He looked me right in the eye, pointed his finger at my face and shouted "NO!" It was all I could do not to laugh. Totally hilarious. He also made an announcement in church last week. After the priest finished hers, she asked if anyone had any other announcements. It was very quiet for a second, and then David, who had been playing with some animal toys in the back, said "RAAARRRRR!"

We have started going to a music class on Monday mornings. I can go with him most weeks, and Alma takes him when I'm on call. He really loves the parts of the class when he's supposed to get up and dance, but he has little use for sitting in my lap and doing hand motions while we sing. He often spends those times running around me in a circle.