My Mama Told Me, There'd Be Days Like This
Jun. 8th, 2005 10:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today was one of the days I dreamed of when I was 14 and first decided I wanted to be a stay at home full-time mother when I grew up (when I was 14, I thought that meant when I was 17, but hey, I was a teenager).
We had breakfast, and afterwards Linnea and I did our usual washing - teeth, and hands and faces, and big towel-wrestling rub-a-dub drying off afterwards. She tagged around while I did my morning housework and then she brought me some books to read to her, so I did. We went to the playground with the tricycle and the big ball, and she asked to go on the swing and on a peculiar springy rocking device designed for older children to stand on. She also tried to climb the climbing frame but the bars are all at least 9" apart. I stood in the sun, listening to my solar-powered radio, and knitted.
We came home and sat quietly indoors for a little, then she had a feed and a nap. After her nap we had lunch out in the back garden and she decided that egg mayonnaise is so good, the cats ought to get some too. She lines mini rice cakes spread with egg mayonnaise up on the back step, right side up and very nicely presented. Then she told the cats to eat them.
We found a ladybird (ladybug for Americans) and watched it until it walked past a very exciting stick. Then she picked up the stick and played with it.
At some point she played in the paddling pool full of balls.
While I hung laundry on the line, she sat in the swing, singing to herself. The sun got too hot so we came indoors and played rolling over on the floor games, and tickles, and chasing and catching - she clearly understands "I'm gonnagetcha gonnagetcha gonnagetcha!" although sometimes it's so exciting that she just stamps her feet and can't run. She brought me more books to read - she can bring the book I ask for now, if it's one she's already familiar with, though she will hand it to me and then stop me reading it if she doesn't want to hear.
A friend with baby called in the afternoon, having collected baby from nursery, and the two toddlers played alongside one another while we had a fairly adult conversation. The friend left and we had dinner. I was washing up in the kitchen and she was banging pots on the floor when Rob arrived home - she walked out to meet him, and turned to walk ahead of him back to the kitchen. Then she accompanied him to the bathroom. When he put his hat back on to take her out to the garden she became quite distressed and clung to his legs - in the mornings, she waves cheerfully when his hat goes on. Clearly, there are rules.
She demanded a feed as soon as she was out of her bath, and insisted on being put to bed by 8 pm. We tried to extend her bedtime last night and she still woke at 5, so she was pretty tired today. I guess we all need to get more sleep before midnight, since after midnight is pretty much set. Perhaps more light than we're aware of is getting through the blackouts.