My middle daughter decided she would get up at 6 (maybe 6:30 – it was early) this morning. She demanded milk, then demanded it in a sippy cup (and wouldn’t stop crying until I made sure it was a real sippy cup).
After taking care of baby and watching for the passage of time, the older girls and I decided to head to the park. It was 8:30, and I figured that Mom & baby could sleep while we were out & about.
Turns out I have the loudest kid in the neighborhood. No surprise since she has the loudest dad at the library. Never mind that people are still sleeping – it’s appropriate to scream and yell as loud as you can so that everyone living in the immediate vicinity knows exactly how much fun you’re having.
We met some friends there, too. No parent or step-parent around… they were there, 8 and 4, all by themselves at the park. The 4-year-old kept asking me to pick her up so she could play on the monkey bars, but that had lawsuits written all over it, so I politely declined.
This evening I had a children’s entertainment gig. I knew my oldest wanted to come, and it was the type of event where she was able to come with me, but it threw me for a loop when my middle daughter threw on some clothes and shoes and headed for the van. Her cries of, “Daddy! Wait for me!” compelled me not to pull out from our parking spot before she reached her car seat.
Tonight went terrific. My girls had a good time, and other girls who were present enjoyed themselves as well. Lots of laughter, lots of mayhem.
Tomorrow is more of the same, but twice the fun. After that, it’s off to lunch with grandma before she heads back and we’re down to the 5 of us (for the first time since baby arrived). Ta for now, everyone. Enjoy your evening.
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