Last Friday we went to the Kids in Motion playspace with Nathanael and Hannah (and of course, their lovely moms). Kristen and I drove over together, and this is what happened in the backseat when they thought we weren't looking:
Frankie had a great time playing with all the play mats, balls, and big parachute that was set up as a tent. She did spend a long time just staring and feeling the brightly-colored green wall that had some texture to it, which had me a little worried, but she eventually joined the rest of the hub-bub going on around her with gusto, to the point she had a melt down when we left. The tantrums have begun. Whoever says they start at 2 are wrong, wrong, wrong. She's becoming more and more aware of her world, and is trying to communicate with me, and just can't a lot of the time (or, I decide that we aren't going to do what she wants, like when we left the playspace). It must be so frustrating for her.
My big climber
Note the fascinating green wall behind us.
1 comments:
After seeing that photo, I'm giving a bit more thought to purchasing that "playground casanova" tshirt. . .
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