The question has come up from a few as to the origin of the title of this blog. Please, rest assured - Caroline has not been playing with a bag of glass. The title refers to a recurring Saturday Night Live skit with Dan Aykroyd and Jane Curtin that goes something like this.
No, Caroline has not been playing with glass - and please also know that no Carolines have been harmed in the filming of this blog. Usually, I will spot her on something at least once or twice before I grab the camera to document.
Back to our regularly scheduled post:
In keeping with the theme for this week (socialization), Caroline and I ventured out for a neighborhood playgroup on Friday. While we had gone to this playgroup once before, that was back in November. My winter hibernation and classes (and such) have prevented us from attending ever since. I was intrigued to see how Caroline would fare with these older kids now that she, too, could move about the room.
Knowing that I could never convince Caroline to get in the stroller for the 5th &6th times that day, I strapped on the Ergo and hoofed it to 91st St., about 1/2 mile away. There, nine children playing with 15 parents supervising seemed like 18 children with two. It was crazy and complete with wine, cookies and cheez-its. After an hour, Caroline was falling all over the place, a sure sign she was too tired to continue. So, we started to hoof it back home. We got about two blocks before she repeatedly lunged for the ground (her new signal that she wants to walk). We worked out a comprise where I would let her walk on two conditions: 1. That she walks in the general direction of home and 2. That I carry her across the streets where the vroom-vrooms go.
This worked for three additional blocks before she discovered her first sidewalk grate. Caroline's a sucker for a new surface, so I let her cross back and forth about 5 times before taking a picture. Once she started picking at the grate, I decided it was time for us to move on. She voiced her disagreement with this for one additional block before we came across a party store. Here, we picked out a small Grover of our own to take home and finished our trip home back in the Ergo.
Wow - this post has certainly meandered a bit. Cutting to the chase, the thrusts of it are: 1. Caroline discovered her first sidewalk grate on Friday and 2. It took us a full hour to get home.
Ever feel like you're in a Family Circus cartoon? All this socialization has gotten me tired.
No, Caroline has not been playing with glass - and please also know that no Carolines have been harmed in the filming of this blog. Usually, I will spot her on something at least once or twice before I grab the camera to document.
Back to our regularly scheduled post:
In keeping with the theme for this week (socialization), Caroline and I ventured out for a neighborhood playgroup on Friday. While we had gone to this playgroup once before, that was back in November. My winter hibernation and classes (and such) have prevented us from attending ever since. I was intrigued to see how Caroline would fare with these older kids now that she, too, could move about the room.
Knowing that I could never convince Caroline to get in the stroller for the 5th &6th times that day, I strapped on the Ergo and hoofed it to 91st St., about 1/2 mile away. There, nine children playing with 15 parents supervising seemed like 18 children with two. It was crazy and complete with wine, cookies and cheez-its. After an hour, Caroline was falling all over the place, a sure sign she was too tired to continue. So, we started to hoof it back home. We got about two blocks before she repeatedly lunged for the ground (her new signal that she wants to walk). We worked out a comprise where I would let her walk on two conditions: 1. That she walks in the general direction of home and 2. That I carry her across the streets where the vroom-vrooms go.
This worked for three additional blocks before she discovered her first sidewalk grate. Caroline's a sucker for a new surface, so I let her cross back and forth about 5 times before taking a picture. Once she started picking at the grate, I decided it was time for us to move on. She voiced her disagreement with this for one additional block before we came across a party store. Here, we picked out a small Grover of our own to take home and finished our trip home back in the Ergo.
Wow - this post has certainly meandered a bit. Cutting to the chase, the thrusts of it are: 1. Caroline discovered her first sidewalk grate on Friday and 2. It took us a full hour to get home.
Ever feel like you're in a Family Circus cartoon? All this socialization has gotten me tired.
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