Today Davey agreed to participate in a photo shoot.  This was to help out one of David’s students.

Davey was first photographed posing with his arms up.  Abit like Superman.

Then they began transforming him into Rock Star Davey.

Black Hoodie:

A little gel in the hair:

Gotta wear shades:

Strap on the guitar (There’s probably a much cooler way to say this – something maybe involving the word ax, but I better not push it).

He was ready to go.

He was ready to rock.

He had a good ole time.   He received the perfect compensation for a 3 year old.  M&Ms and a Thor action figure.

I was having a great time too as I’d never taken pictures in a room with the lights and everything all set up.  It was great fun.

Davey is having a good day all around.  His Uncle Michael and Aunt Holly got here last night, and Davey loves having them here.  He told Holly a little while ago, “This sure is a good day!”

It is!

Davey and I went to the waterpark today.  It was jam packed, but we found a nice grassy shady area for our picnic.  I’m still not convinced it is ever hot enough here for waterparks (or I should say hot enough for me.  I’m kind of a wimp).  I mean, we do really enjoy it there.  The sun does feel really hot, but as soon as I get wet, I am just freezing.  Again, it’s still early, by August, I will likely be singing a different tune.  Davey, on the other hand, goes down the slide over and over and over and has a great time.

Davey and I just finished making chocolate chip cookies.  I call it our low altitude recipe with high altitude consequences.  When I followed the high altitude instructions, they didn’t like the cookies nearly as much.  They like the flat chewy result of high altitude prepared according to sea level instructions.  Me too actually.

And a short Davey story. Davey brings me superheroes and asks me if they are good guys or bad guys.  If I guess wrong, which is often, he says, “But Mommy – Look at his/her face.  Is he angry?  Does he have an angry face????”

And that’s all.  I am being summoned upstairs to help with the Davey nighttime rituals.  David just gave him a bath.  I must now appear with his small cup of milk and his toothbrush!

Today I bought a wig head.  I am going to use it to block some of the hats that I knit.

Davey was very interested in the wig head, and he wanted to play with it.  I thought why not.  I’m all about encouraging creativity.  Turns out, I’ve been given the opportunity to blog about a wig head.  I never would have imagined that I’d blog about a wig head.  I never really would have anticipated even owning one.

Davey immediately named the wig head Winkie and began to surround her with all sorts of objects.  (It would become an installation piece of sorts.)

There’s just something abit odd about this sight.

But Davey was so engaged and was having so much fun.  He talked to Winkie.  I think that actually, he was getting things gathered so that they could go on a trip.  There was mention of Nanny and Texarkana.

And here he added his finishing touches – a red ribbon for Winkie’s neck.

Here’s the happy kid.

In the evening, we like to go for a short stroll before Davey’s bedtime.  It’s a nice way for him to calm down and unwind.

You know – like this:

and this:

David and I had a different idea of what the proper attire should be to be out this evening.  Davey and I had on pants and long-sleeved t-shirts.  David went with another look.  “It’s summer!” he said.  He did get a little chilly towards the end of our walk.

Half of our walk is down our sidewalk along our street and the other half is on a paved trail on the edge of the open space behind our neighborhood.  We call it a nature walk, although I don’t know much about the plant life.

Except for dandelions.  We have gigantic dandelions.  Davey loves to pick them.

And he picks us little flowers.

Here’s a blurry picture of Davey giving me a flower.  Why is it blurry?  There was a big fingerprint or smear on my lens.  Lovely.

At this point, Davey was chasing down Galactus or some guy like that.

On the move.

He briefly lost a shoe.

And finally, he walked with David.

A fun father’s day weekend.

We took David to Benihana’s last night.  It’s just about David’s favorite place to eat, and Davey had never been.  I can’t remember the last time that David and I went.  A long time ago.  It was a lot of fun.  Davey got a big kick out of the chef.

Davey and I made David a cake.

This morning, Davey had a gift for David.

It was a superhero.  Hawkman.

Davey and I went to the comic book shop to pick it out the other day.  Davey did great not telling Daddy about it.  He was so excited.

We hung out this morning.

David started teaching Davey how to play checkers.

David arranged for Davey to win quite handily which he enjoyed.  But Davey said that “checkers are kinda boring Daddy”.

We took David to the Carolyn Holmberg Preserve, where Davey and I had had our chilly picnic a few weeks ago.   It was a little chilly again!  It clouded up and the wind was blowing so our picnic was a little cool.  But then we went walking on a great trail out there.  Davey started running, and he warmed right up.

We’d barely started and David already had rocks in his shoes.  So he stopped to empty out his shoe.   Davey has gone into a big of a ornery phase, so he kept trying to add more rocks to David’s shoe as he was trying to remove them.

And then he started running.

And then he ran back to me.

And then he let me give him a good hug.

He ran with David.

but he finally started to get tired.

and we headed home.

Yesterday Davey started a 6 week camp.  They’ll meet weekly and learn the basics of three different sports: soccer, tball/baseball, and basketball.  (I’m thinking the basketball portion of the camp is going to be a hoot.)

Twenty 3 and 4 year olds participated in this camp.  There was a coach for every 3-4 kids.  It was the greatest thing.  There is nothing like seeing twenty 3 and 4 year olds all in a big group.  It’s like puppy joy.

They stretched.

They lined up in their groups, and they held hands as they walked to the area where they were going to practice.

I love watching them walk in their little groups.

He loved kicking the ball.

Oh and look at his focus!

Every once in awhile they’d all just fall down giggling.

At the end of camp, they all got in a big circle again.  Then the coach would throw the ball toward one of the kids and they were supposed to kick it.

This was fun, but then the ball got away, and that was even more fun.  I wish I’d taken a better picture of the circle of kids disappearing as 20  kids went running after that ball.

After we were finished, I wanted to take a picture for David.

“Davey, smile!  I want to take a picture for Daddy!”

Thank goodness that reverse psychology still works on him sometimes.

“Davey.  That’s great!  Daddy will love to see the back of your head!”

Immediate spinning child and this:

(And yes, his name is spelled wrong.  The poor girl was being swarmed by 20 kids needing name tags, and I didn’t have the heart to ask her for another.)

Yesterday, Davey decided that we all needed new names.  He told David that he was Sasquatch.  I was known as Electra, and Davey was Incredible Hulk.  Davey called us Sasquatch and Electra for most of the day.

“Mo — Electra, are you…?”

“I love you Sasquatch.”

It was pretty fun.

Today David and Davey strolled over to what they call the “fancy” playground while I was at school.  David ran while pushing the stroller on the way back, so they played superhero games which involved everything along the path being some type of monster.

“Davey!  There’s a rabbit monster!”

The rabbit monster hopped away.

Davey said, “Great Scott!  He deflected my heat beam!”