A Walk in the Rain
I was reminded again today of one of the best parts of having a kid: getting the parents to do things that are really fun but they wouldn't have done on their own. It's been raining here for two straight days (although it feels more like twenty straight with all the rain this month) and Hannah was feeling cooped up indoors. On our way home from daycare she told me she wanted to go for a walk. She knew it was raining but wanted to get her umbrella and walk in the rain. And so we did.
We spent about half an hour outside walking around the apartment complex and we both loved it. We checked out the pool to make sure it was still closed (she swam in a hotel pool this weekend and is excited to swim this summer), which it was. We looked at the flooding in the adjacent woods and talked about the water all around the trees. She didn't want to hold the umbrella so she got a little wet from the driving rain, but didn't mind a bit. We got some funny looks from people in their cars, they probably thought we were crazy but I like to think it was jealousy. It was a great reminder that a walk in the rain can be a lot of fun.
This past weekend we took advantage of her ability to be ridiculously adaptable. We were invited to a wedding in New Jersey where kids were not invited. We initially were going to leave her home with grandparents for the weekend, but after recently being away from her for a whole week we wanted to spend the weekend with her. Turns out that good friends of ours live in the same town in New Jersey and they offered to have Hannah stay with them for the night. They have three kids: twin 5-year-olds and a 3-year-old and Hannah loved being around them in such a fun house. We spent the day with them on Saturday, then left during nap time for the hotel where we stayed for the night.
Hannah was on her usual great behavior all evening. She ate a great dinner (out-eating the big kids), went to bed without a fuss, and didn't get up until the others were awake in the morning. We had a blast at the wedding and then picked her up and brought her back to the hotel in the morning for the post-wedding brunch (and for a quick swim in the hotel pool). We were so appreciative of our friends for watching her allowing us to have a night away while Hannah once again proved that even two-year-olds can handle sleepovers.
Monday night we went to my parents' house for Passover Seder. Hannah once again behaved remarkably well (I sense a theme here) keeping quiet for much of the time and going off and playing alone when she got bored. She loved the matzah ball soup (although the broth and carrots were a bigger hit than the matzah balls) and liked the idea of eating flat crackers throughout dinner. I'm not sure that she'll be ready for the Four Questions next year, but it's not too far off.