Anyway, we’ve done other things besides sit in front of the TV. I had a root canal last Friday! That was fun. I injured a tooth in my fall last month, and it died. Sad day.
We’ve also taken a few little trips, including one Ben’s uncle’s cabin north of Hinckley, Minnesota. Clare helped assemble the tent.
We didn't sleep in this tent, though. We got lucky and got a room inside. Clare got to meet some of her second cousins, including 2-year-old Maclin, who Clare just adored. Maclin wouldn’t give Clare the time of day, though. She just saw her as another annoying baby to take the attention away from her, much like her new little brother, Brody. Get used to it, Clare. Sometimes the cool older girls just aren’t going to like you.
The best part of this trip was taking the pontoon out to the middle of the lake, anchoring it, and floating in the water with two cans of PBR. (That’s Pabst Blue Ribbon for the uninitiated.) Don’t worry, Clare was in the boat with her grandmother.
|Clare samples her first sweet corn.|
Last week, Clare and I met my friend Meghann and her children at the pool. It was great! The pool is the only place to be on these hot days. It reminded me of when I was kid, swimming and then having a picnic lunch wrapped in our towels, still wearing our wet swimming suits. Except now I am the mom. It actually made me really excited to experience all of those childhood memories again through Clare’s eyes. (I am not looking forward to experiencing Middle School again. I will be very sympathetic during that time, and will then go pour myself a large glass of wine because I can.)
Later, we went to the library. Clare loved running around and playing in the igloo made of milk cartons. At one point, she was running down an aisle of books and another little boy (who was older and bigger than Clare) was coming from the other direction. They were headed right for each other, and I kept waiting for one of them to veer off course so they wouldn’t collide. Instead, Clare stuck out both arms and shoved the boy to the ground. She later stiff-armed me out of the way when I tried to pick her up. I think she is ready to play Special Teams in the NFL.
A few days ago, Clare’s daycare teacher was very complimentary of her helpful attitude with the other babies in her class, saying she is going to be a great big sister someday. That night, I was sitting on the floor, with one of Clare’s dolls in my lap while she played nearby. Clare took one look at that doll, stomped over, grabbed it out of my lap, and flung it across the room. The she settled into my lap herself.
Ben: “Yeah, she is going to be a great big sister.”
Clare usually does okay in the car, but showed her persistence on a recent trip to my grandma’s house in Oostburg. She screamed for an entire hour straight. Nothing was wrong with her. She was offered water, milk, and toys. She just did not want to be in her car seat. As soon as we stopped, she turned off the tears and was smiling and running around like nothing had ever happened.
|At least she was pleasant around her great-grandmother.|
|Zoned out with Cookie Monster.|
|Clare with her BFF Alice and Alice's Mom.|