Every so often your child grows up that bit more, and you hit another, really pleasant milestone.
Recently we’ve reached the ‘drop-off-and-drive-away-for-an-extracurricular-activity’ milestone.
This happens when you take your child to an after-school activity… but instead of staying there, like I do for swimming, I DRIVE AWAY.
Now, there are two reasons for the ‘drive away.’
1, she is old enough so I can leave her.
2, the session is too long to wait for her!
Hence why I hang around for swimming. Swimming is only half an hour. I check my phone, go on social media, make calls and send messages, as well as chat to a fellow parent. 30 minutes flies by.
90 minutes though? Today was her second gymnastics class after her trial last week, and I drove home, started prepping dinner, paid a bill, and rocked out to the entire A Night at the Opera Queen album, totally head-banging when ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ came on.
You know, the usual. 🤣🤷♀️
She is loving it though. She is an active girl, so she loves jumping about with the other girls, learning to do cartwheels and flips and all other cool stuff that I could never ever do, but hell I can live vicariously through her right? I mean isn’t that what ALL of parenting is anyway?
Totally joshing you there, you know it too.
But I love it as well. She’s already made a good friend, and even though she’s said both times “Stay!” as soon as they begin their stretch-ups and warm-ups, 5 minutes later she motions to me through the window “You can go!”
So I go, to do really important stuff like make dinner… and head-bang.