Gymboree, San Pedro Square

This morning we went to our last gymboree class. Rosie was into the class, though her new thing is to say she's tired and/or sad. Her tendency to overdramatize was heightened by her choice to wear a bandaid on her face all day (purely decorative, not functional).












After our visit with Baby N, Uncle N, and Aunt J we headed to San Pedro Square Market for a birthday celebration for mommy's teacher friend A. It was packed on account of the Sharks game. We had a great time.
Rosie was immediately called to the stage to show her dance moves:


Babushka time:


With the birthday girl:


From babushka to mummy:


Three-headed monster!


Pensive:


This is what happens after Treatbot ice cream:


On our way home we got stuck in Sharks traffic (ugh). Rosie did make her own fun though when she asked me to roll down the window so she could say hi to people next to us who were also stuck in traffic. Waving turned into fist pumping for what would normally feel like an awkward amount of time, but Rosie pulled it off.

Exciting news, DaddyO comes home a day early! We pick him up tomorrow night. Yay!