The park is usually Daddy's territory. But when it's 70 degrees on March 9th....the park calls your house and invites you over.
'The slides not hot!' it says.
I've been amazed by my kids the last few days. They are turning into little people and slowly making their way out into the world...and away from me. I have to let them go...to blossom and grow. I'm ready.
I find it so interesting how my children drift in separate directions when we're in a setting like this. Alex tends to find a stick and start digging for treasure and Mallory immediately finds a friend for life. I flit between them as well as I can...I'm sure I look like the most expert helicopter parent.
Mostly....I'm just observing. I'm endlessly fascinated by their imaginations and what they talk about with their peers.
I catch snippets of Mallory's conversation with Sally. Who I find out later is almost three, here with her Grandmother, has a Mommy that works and gives her purple necklaces. Mallory shares with her that she loves the Blue Man Group, is a fantastic cook and has a beautiful Mommy that blogs. I laugh...because my daughter thinks blogging is my job.
I taught her well.
A little boy named Joey becomes enthralled with all things Alex. They are nearly 2 feet and 3 years apart. This small boy follows my son around and imitates everything he does, looking at him like he's the big man on campus. My mind fast forwards to a day when this might be the case...tall and good looking, my boy has such potential.
Soon, it's time for Sally to leave and Mallory is devastated. She runs to me crying her eyes out to not let her new best friend leave. I hold her, wipe away tears and tell her that soon....she will have more friends than she knows what to do with and they will see each other every day. I think ahead to the days when this will be true. My girl is friendly and generous....she's going to be someone's BFF.