Mr. Urban had an all day event in the Big city.
My girl was up bright and early and with a cold, so the best line of action was morning at the park.
After we hit our favorite bagel shop in town for some bagels (and coffee), we made it to the park with the morning mist still undisturbed on the grassy areas and the slides. My girl had the excitement of a pioneer, cocooned inside her cozy hoodie.
Later a man who was out for a walk commended us on our Game Day attire, as unbeknownst to us today is the Big Game. This game is so big, especially in our community, that the term "Big Game" only refers to this very particular annual American football game between Stanford and Cal (UC Berkeley) if you look it up on a Google or Wikipedia search.
My girl promptly corrected the man that her fashion choice had nothing to do with football, "I just wanted to be cozy!"
Later we ventured to the toy store for a couple of Big Girl Toys. Mr. Urban had mentioned earlier in the week that our repertoire of puzzles and Lego duplos are starting to offend his sense of challenge and that he would be making it a father-daughter project over the weekend to replace some of our older toys with more elaborate and exciting ones. Seeing as we had a whole Saturday to fill between the two of us, we thought a small toy would surely not throw off the Big Kid Toy plan of attack that no doubt Mr. Urban has mentally drawn up.
By mid afternoon, something of miracles happened. My girl went against her strict NO-NAP-EVER rule and took a three hour nap. And the strange thing about motherhood is that when your child is finally quietly napping on the couch, instead of throwing a cocktail party or buffing your nails, you sit there and watch them and quietly adore their cuteness...
My girl was up bright and early and with a cold, so the best line of action was morning at the park.
After we hit our favorite bagel shop in town for some bagels (and coffee), we made it to the park with the morning mist still undisturbed on the grassy areas and the slides. My girl had the excitement of a pioneer, cocooned inside her cozy hoodie.
My girl promptly corrected the man that her fashion choice had nothing to do with football, "I just wanted to be cozy!"
Later we ventured to the toy store for a couple of Big Girl Toys. Mr. Urban had mentioned earlier in the week that our repertoire of puzzles and Lego duplos are starting to offend his sense of challenge and that he would be making it a father-daughter project over the weekend to replace some of our older toys with more elaborate and exciting ones. Seeing as we had a whole Saturday to fill between the two of us, we thought a small toy would surely not throw off the Big Kid Toy plan of attack that no doubt Mr. Urban has mentally drawn up.
By mid afternoon, something of miracles happened. My girl went against her strict NO-NAP-EVER rule and took a three hour nap. And the strange thing about motherhood is that when your child is finally quietly napping on the couch, instead of throwing a cocktail party or buffing your nails, you sit there and watch them and quietly adore their cuteness...
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