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Thursday, February 7, 2013

Peekaboo Park!

Today's been, well, today has been just swell. Got up at 9:45am, all three of us, because Alexandra is awesome and amazing like that. Thank God I got to all my chores yesterday because there just wouldn't have been time for them today with a sleep in like that. To say we are blessed beyond our wildest dreams is shortchanging the experience, let me tell you.

We went shopping today for some  new shirts for Alex since, thanks to mommy and daddy's tall people genes, she's almost too tall for 3Ts and she's not even three. Yeah, I know those are just a guideline but STILL. Our girl is a tall one and now she's got a few great new pieces that fit. Oh, and we had a lovely lunch, NO TEARS ON EITHER SIDE of her plate of food.

You know, can I take a moment here to just discuss how awesome she's become with food? Now, as a first time mommy, I had my handful of stressful, breastfeeding-hormone-induced freak-outs because she used to not eat anything! I mellowed out some and sure enough, without the stress and panics there was room for pleasure and exploration. She now eats lamb, brie and bleu cheeses, camembert is like, hey, no big deal. Girly-pop eats broccoli, peas, carrots and corn, cucumbers, tomatoes and lettuce. She tolerates sweet potatoes, a bit of sushi here and there, and entire side dishes of Mexican rice. I AM SO LUCKY. Because I'm not suggesting it's due to our refined palates or anything, trust me. I won the fucking lottery here.

Anyways, so yeah, a great protein-packed lunch, shopping trips, and I bought her some second hand tap shoes so the last twenty minutes before her nap were punctuated with the jolly, joyous staccato of her clap-trapping around the house, doing tap dance moves she saw on an Elmo video. It's all just been laid back and delightful, and the gorgeous day, sunny and in the seventies, sure did its best to add to all the good stuff going on.

We have a book here at home called Peekaboo Park and you follow a mom and toddler sun through the park, rhyming things and opening flaps to play "Peekaboo!" we found such and such. Well, that book was the first thing that came to mind when I saw this at the park this morning:

Like, oh my GOD people, what? And this wasn't even the cutest little face, because she was in that tube when a couple of huge military planes flew overhead and I asked her if she could see them. Her little face smooshed against that hole, wide eyes lifted skyward, oh man. I just can't even tell you.

My bestie Kendra went with us and Alexandra absolutely ADORES her. The other day we went to the children's museum and Kendra, my Kenny B, met us there. When Alex saw her? Come into the room? Yeah. She stopped what she was doing, squealed in delight and ran over to hug Kendra. Tuesday afternoon? At the end of my lunch break? Yeah. I tried to kiss her and she shouted, hand raised like Magneto or a fucking Jedi, and screamed "I DON'T NEED A KISS."

So, in that picture up there, the joy of her gazing at Kendra is illuminated in those gorgeous eyes. Lucky Kenny.

Wouldn't it be funny if I said that she only had one hand gripping the peek-hole? Especially since I just mentioned an X-Man. I guess she'd be Grabbo Girl.

Hey you. Hey love of my life, light in my heart. Peekaboo, baby. I see you and I love you.

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