Tales of life with a girl on the go

On Friday, while I was at work, Grandma Joyce worked on Reid’s Christmas dress and Aunt Karin entertained Reid. Grandma got to eat lunch with and read some books to Reid, too, but reports suggest that much of the day was spent at the park. Reid was in her glory at the park and even decided to lay at the end of one of the slides and go to sleep. Aunt Karin tried to get her to leave but she lay there in the sun and said, “No, sleeping.” Maybe she had a premonition because on the way back, Aunt Karin fell while carrying Reid and made them both cry. Of course, Karin wouldn’t have been carrying Reid if they hadn’t broke the front wheel off of the stroller on the way back from the grocery store but that is another story, I guess. At some point they also found the perfect pumpkin (picture on a plate in the grass at the park) and Reid brought it home. What could I say? Reid was happy with it and we made sure she didn’t put it in her mouth. In a bit of “when Reid needs counselling, I will know why”, Aunt Karin confessed that she hurried Reid along by saying, “Look, there’s a dog, you better hurry.” Sometimes you have to reject parenting advice, especially from your crazy sister.

Karin was telling a story last night that shows Reid doesn’t just love yellow, she adores and reveres it. Reid “took” Aunt Karin to the park yesterday and while they were there, they saw a school bus parked nearby. Karin took Reid over to see it up close and she actually *touched* it. Karin said that as Reid touched the door of the bus she looked at her with an awe-struck look on her face. In the afternoon, they went for a walk to the mall and on the way home home, Reid pushed the stroller over yellow speed bumps which was fun, because they were yellow. She also sat on the edge on the sidewalk and ever-so-gently rubbed the yellow paint along the edge – and then checked to see if she were lucky enough to have got any on her hand. Sadly, she didn’t. I guess yellow fingerpainting will be on the agenda tonight. The house will seem awfully quiet without the hum of Grandma Joyce sewing and Aunt Karin being silly with Reid. Fortunately, Amanda will be over and so we won’t go cold turkey with no entertainment.