Daddy is on his annual golf weekend with the boys, so the girls and I had the weekend to ourselves.
Friday night was a slumber party for Samantha and Momma. We watched Cinderella and the end of Finding Nemo in Momma and Daddy's room. Then she got to sleep on Daddy's side of the bed. We stayed up late, but I treasure the memories I have of staying up late with Grammy watching movies, so I'm making it a tradition.
Saturday we all had a leisurely morning until Nana and Papa came to pick up Sam for their downtown adventure starting with a Dora the Explorer show and staying downtown at a hotel. She didn't enjoy the show much, but it sounds like the hotel room and a restaurant where they make your pizza at the table were awesome! I'm guessing that she'll have some stories to tell when she gets home.
After Sam left, Sofie and I headed to Target to pick up a few things. (read: I was out of Mountain Dew.) She was great in the store, but it was nap time so we hurried home for that. Then we went to the park with Fonzie and we walked around a nearby park. It was the first time I didn't have her in a stroller. Sofie really, really enjoyed picking the dandelions and Fonzie tolerated the pace, keeping himself busy with sniffing everything. At one point, she watched Fonzie stop by a particular tree and then kissed it. The way she looked up at the top of this tree was so sweet. We passed another walker who told me, "You are a delight. It's nice to see a parent who lets their child get out and explore the world." Wow, that was a great compliment. I thanked him and replied, "How else are you supposed to learn?"
In a nutshell, that would be my parenting philosophy if I had one. Truthfully at first I was struggling to be patient at our pace, but I soon realized that this is one of the moments that are so rewarding from a parental perspective. I marveled at my toddler talking about and collecting the flowers. I noticed the birds feasting on insects and listened to the waves of the lake. It is the same feeling I got with Samantha watching her grow and now all the things she's doing, like reading and talking about her friends or telling me in secret about her part in the upcoming program at preschool. The great thing about being a mom for me is the pleasure I take in watching my girls be fearless in the world today, whether it's climbing anything or being outgoing and kind. I am incredibly proud of my girls and the family we are. This is a precious time in our lives, as older and wiser women have told me from their experience. I feel a rush of serenity and gratitude for the many blessings I have.
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Great blog entry. Really enjoyed reading it.
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