So it is always the big milestones that people talk about with their kids…
- Sleeping through the night
- First time they Roll over
- First food
- First Steps
- etc, etc, etc.
But to me it seems it is the unmentioned milestones that have hit home a little more. First time Pickle Pie stayed over with either grandparent, using the potty more and more, without accident, and so many more. This really hit home yesterday. Pickle Pie dragged me out of bed shortly after 7am to go play in her room, builing buildings with her Lego Duplo, and playing with shape puzzles. I then heard Pixie Pie, and so went to get her out of bed… Breakfast was then processed for Pickle Pie. By 10:30 I handed Pixie back to Mum mum (who was just stirring from bed) and took Pickle Pie out to Home Depot. She slept a little on the way there and then fell asleep on the way back… staying asleep for an hour or so.
The rest of the morning/early afternoon was spent recaulking the bathroom. It really made me realize how sloppy a job the contractors did when building the house… caulking the outside of the shower door sill, but not the inside (resulting in a deep green algae like substance to be growing on the caulking), caulking over cracks in the grout instead of fixing the problem itself, etc. Pickle Pie did help out, but then got distracted by her sister.
Anyway, back to the reason for the post. We went over to a friend’s house to hang out, as she was just recovering from surgery. She has two wee ones, A girl of four, and a boy who is 1 1/2 weeks younger than Pickle Pie.
Given that I work all day (yes, I do actually work), I tend to miss out on a lot of the play dates that happen, so have not seen Pickle Pie’s interaction with other kids all that much. That being said, even Mum mum was surprised at her yesterday. Within minutes of arriving the kids were calling for Pickle Pie to come play, and soon after they disappeared into a bed room, coming back out, at full speed, each with their own cape. Round and round the house they ran. Mum mum joined in, resulting in a terrified Pixie Pie. Dadawa then took over, resulting in a terrified four year old (I still have the touch it seems!). Yoga was then practiced, and all around fun had.
We then headed out to grab a bite to eat before going to Capoeira.
I was surprised, proud, and a little sad to see how quickly Pickle Pie is growing up. She is such a little girl now… Not an infant, not a baby, but a little girl.
Oh yeah, and we ended the night with her having a bath in the sink in the kitchen. Started by her wanting to wash her hands, then scrub her fingernails, then wash her feet and scrub her toenails… all resulting in the photo below;