It's one thing to stay home during the winter, when the cold and bad weather keep you inside the house. There were a couple 2-3 day housebound stretches there when I would have gladly accepted a job as a janitor just to get out of my house (and if you know my domestic skills, that is saying a lot). But it's quite another when the weather turns nice. Remember in college, when the first 50 degree day brought out the flip flops and bikini tops? Well in mom world, just change flip flops to strollers and bikini tops to t-shirts (thank goodness).
The last two days have been unseasonably warm and like a starving man finding himself upon a free buffet, the girls and I have been lapping up the sunshine. We started with a morning bike ride in our driveway. As I watched Big A pedal for real and shout "I'm a big girl, I'm doing it!" I knew there was nowhere else I'd rather be than right there, watching her. We raced down the sidewalk, Big A pedaling along on her trike (with a doll and a teddy bear in the back rack) and Little A and I running along after. Pure bliss.
We then headed to the park with a friend and the kids ran around like crazy. Here's Big A and Little A on the swings.
It's funny how you can measure a child's growth by what type of swing they use. They start out on your lap on a big swing, then move to the infant bucket swing, then to a "big kid" swing with pushes, and finally to swinging all by themselves, pumping their legs and trying to touch the sky. If you're anything like my husband, the next step is jumping off the swing in mid-air, but we won't go there.
Big A is learning to swing by herself and I found myself feeling overwhelmingly proud of her efforts. I realize that is sort of a silly thing to be proud of, but there you go - when you're a mom, you're proud of things like poop, so swings don't seem so out there.
We soaked up the last bit of the sunshine today with a repeat trip to the park. It was a great way to pass the afternoon, chatting with friends, watching the kids play and eating drippy orange slices. The weather is supposed to get cold again, but at least we have had a taste of spring now and know that its just around the corner. More adventures at the playground await.
The last two days have been unseasonably warm and like a starving man finding himself upon a free buffet, the girls and I have been lapping up the sunshine. We started with a morning bike ride in our driveway. As I watched Big A pedal for real and shout "I'm a big girl, I'm doing it!" I knew there was nowhere else I'd rather be than right there, watching her. We raced down the sidewalk, Big A pedaling along on her trike (with a doll and a teddy bear in the back rack) and Little A and I running along after. Pure bliss.
We then headed to the park with a friend and the kids ran around like crazy. Here's Big A and Little A on the swings.
It's funny how you can measure a child's growth by what type of swing they use. They start out on your lap on a big swing, then move to the infant bucket swing, then to a "big kid" swing with pushes, and finally to swinging all by themselves, pumping their legs and trying to touch the sky. If you're anything like my husband, the next step is jumping off the swing in mid-air, but we won't go there.Big A is learning to swing by herself and I found myself feeling overwhelmingly proud of her efforts. I realize that is sort of a silly thing to be proud of, but there you go - when you're a mom, you're proud of things like poop, so swings don't seem so out there.
We soaked up the last bit of the sunshine today with a repeat trip to the park. It was a great way to pass the afternoon, chatting with friends, watching the kids play and eating drippy orange slices. The weather is supposed to get cold again, but at least we have had a taste of spring now and know that its just around the corner. More adventures at the playground await.
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