Baby girl and I were both rapt, when upon getting to her gymnastics class this evening, she had waiting for her, her own leotard!
They get made to size, and you can pick the front and back design. No surprises at all that baby girl last week chose this bright swirl of colours, with a bright pink back… and when we tried it on today before her class started?
SQUEALING! And from baby girl too!
She didn’t even want to take it off when she came home, wearing it all through dinner.
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.
It was nice to go out on a Tuesday night, when we usually don’t. It’s midweek, and tonight it was cold…
But despite baby girl having school tomorrow, Hubbie and I don’t have work, hence why we chose to go out tonight for our anniversary dinner.
We were there just over an hour, tops. Not many people around.
We had drinks. We toasted. And then we sat and really listened to each other… baby girl with what she did at school today… Hubbie and I shared anecdotes… and as I ate my meal, I really took the time to be present, engage with what was happening then, NOW, with my family who I love so much.
It was simple, but so, so beautiful.
I understand why they call it the present. If you take the time to stop and appreciate, it’s honestly the greatest gift in the world. 💖💖💖
It was Monday evening, therefore Hubbie was off to his basketball game.
It left baby girl and me alone. I had made her fave… who am I kidding, OUR fave, spaghetti bolognaise.
We sat across from each other and ate, slurped, and talked.
The dynamic was completely different. And by no means do I mean it’s because Hubbie was gone. Rather, because it was 2.
I have no doubt the same would have occurred had I been out, and Hubbie had been home with her.
But we really talked. I asked her about school.
“What’s your favourite part of school?”
“Snack time and lunch.”
Well OF COURSE. It was always going to be play time. But I prodded some more. Learnt some things about their class. Their teachers. Her friends. And when I asked her to pick her favourite classes, she replied ‘art’ and ‘French.’
Awww. She’s already a young creative. I love it. 😍😍
I told Hubbie about it when he got home. I hope you too, can take something away from this.
Because it’s all well and good when you’re a family unit, together… but something changes when it’s just you and them. Maybe they feel more heard? Maybe they feel they can open up more? Whatever it is, I strongly encourage you to have a little dinner date, whenever it may be… with your littlie. 💖💖