The breakfast club

Cute boys, aren't they?

A few weeks ago, we moved our weekly play dates over to John Oscar's new house. Us mamas decided it is just too hot to be outside for a few hours in the middle of the day. John's parents moved in to a new house - so we crashed it. It's the perfect pad for playing.

So, what started out as Besties Day, which then became Wacky Wednesday with the Three Amigos, has now become what Paola calls The Breakfast Club - with the addition of sweet little Lilly.

Each week, the babes find something new to keep them busy - and us mamas just hang out, talk, watch and laugh.

Sometimes we hang inside. Other times, we go outside. Last week, we did our best to stay in the shade while the babes played in John's pool.







We never know where the afternoon will take us. However, some things are certain, Saint will be there and things will get wacky.





And there will be poppies at some point. It's not a party without poppies. Just ask the babes.











And the dive rings will find their way out of my diaper/pool bag and in to the fun. Last week, the babes actually played with them in the pool - when Andrea was willing to share.


Most of the time, they just end up on top of the babes' heads.









Halos for our little angels. That's how I like to think of those rings.

Oh, and one time they ended up on Andrea's legs. Wacky, I told you.

No matter what we end up doing for our play date, two things are for certain - these babes love being together.



And us mamas love watching them have fun.