Enzo woke up about two hours early this morning, and didn't go back to sleep. Mommy asked him to lay quietly in bed with her reading books, because daddy was up early trying to work. Finally, he couldn't stand it and asked for daddy and asked to go downstairs. Zoe whipped up a quick breakfast, and then we went to the bakery for a coffee.

Enzo and I went home and got ready for his first day at Pacific Oaks parent-toddler class we're doing. We have class twice a week for a couple hours in the morning. A lot like Waldorf, but outside and more physically challenging environment. He's doing to 2-yo program there also in the Fall.

He was excited when we got there, and couldn't believe all the great stuff to climb on and play with. I was trying to sit on the side and let him do his thing, but he kept dragging me around to "look daddy" at all the things he discovered. He didn't interact much with the other kids, but was really comfortable with the instructor. He was having so much fun that he skipped group snack. I paid for that later. With about 10 minutes to go, he got very tired and hungry too, and started into his "back home" mode. On the way to the car, I asked him if he fun. He said, "no. cried."

When I saw Enzo later in the afternoon, he ran up and said, "had fun at nice new school". He and I ran down the street while mommy whipped up some dinner. After we ate mommy broke out the $12 shave ice maker, she got in j-town. So good. Enzo of course had to "do it self".

We went for another walk to look for Jack and pill bugs. We found neither. Enzo really started to tank on the way home. We poured his bath early but he was exhausted and upset after his big day with two hours less sleep than usual. We managed to clean him up and get him dressed without letting him hurt himself. Once he got his milk, he settled into some new books that Zoe got today. He could barely keep his eyes open for the last one, and was relieved to be put in his crib.