Nathan and I took her to the open gym at the local gymnastics place. The last time I took her it was really crowded and I was carting around Owen in the car seat while Nathan was at school so we were limited in what we could try. This time, though she tried everything. Her favorite is easily the trampoline but she was a pro at everything. Ok, so she isn't totally fearless and tends to go at everything a little sheepishly, but hey--I consider it conquered if she's nervous about something and tries it anyway. Here are a few favorite photos from that day:
|Waiting with the big kids|
|Running...with tongue out and big grin|
|Making the Beautiful Things|
|Owen, our cheerful little companion|
Anyway, this afternoon we went to the Butterfly Pavillion with every intention of spending most of the time in the greenhouse, where all the butterflies fly around you among beautiful flowers and little ponds, and skimming through the rest of the museum where the roaches and spiders are on display. Silly me, I forgot that my daughter is not actually ME and, wouldn't you know, we were in the greenhouse for not even 5 minutes before she was sick of it. So we wandered over to the creepy-crawly room in which she held a real live tarantula. As we were walking up to the guy holding "Rosie", I thought there was no way she would ever ever hold the thing. After balking the first time around and then watching some other kids do it, she finally said "Mommy, I DO wanna do it." and up she went to the guy, held out her hand, got her "I held Rosie" sticker after it was over and then had a mini-meltdown because she wanted to do it again and they had a rule about each person going only once. What the? Where did this kid come from? When we got home she said "I'm really proud of myself!"
|Basking in the glow....|
UPDATE: I had to give myself a big pat on the back today with this play computer. I'm not sayin' it'll last, but it totally solved my problem today. Anytime I had to jump on the computer, she jumped right on hers and happily copied everything I did. Then, later she was practicing finding letters on the keyboard while doing her "work". I wrote some words on a piece of paper, all having to do with what we were doing today and I had to drag her away from it to get her to go to the playground.