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September 20, 2006

It’s not just grass that is always greener

Filed under: General — Tom @ 9:22 am

I should have known when I saw the kid licking the mats that Amanda would catch something. It was only a matter of time. I just didn’t realize that “time” in this equation would amount to mere “days.”

Amanda’s been a bit sheltered for the past year – she hasn’t really been around a lot of kids as we’ve had her grandparents watching her during the week. We haven’t had a lot of chances to get her around the people we do know who have kids, either, so she tends to just spend a lot of time with adults, and that’s been fine for a while, but when she is around other babies, we can see that she really seems to enjoy it – like walking into a room full of strangers, even as adults you seek out at least an age group that you can identify with. Why should it be any different as children?

So we started Amanda off in her class . . . or workout . . . or whatever it is you call it that kids do at The Little Gym this weekend. The previous week we attended a class or . . . you know . . . by invitation from a friend of Alissa’s whose children go there, and Amanda really seemed to enjoy it. Oh, sure, at first, she was a little confused – not having really been exposed to all those other people her size like that, she was kind of overwhelmed, but she quickly took to it. And for forty-five minutes, she cavorted and banged stuff and ran around in a very padded way, and then the instructor . . . or leader . . . or whatever it is they call these people at the Little Gym started blowing bubbles, which is like crack for little kids, apparently, because they all swarm to the bubble-blower.

And then she got out the bells, which she’d gotten out at the beginning of class, and they banged those around for a bit, and Amanda really enjoyed the bells, but it’s only a tease because just as the kids get into it, the teacher . . . or you know . . . starts singing “It’s time to put the bells away/bells away/bells away/at the Little Gym” to the tune of “The Wheels on the Bus,” and that means the class . . . or nevermind . . . is over. And Amanda was very upset having to give those bells up the first time.

So this weekend’s first official class (or . . . ahem) Amanda did pretty much the same things. I guess they must mix things up enough to keep it fresh, but, really, I think the kids are just happy to be doing something that doesn’t involve carpet and dodging sharp objects, and the parents are just happy to be able to let them roam relatively free without worry of too much damage occuring. And let me tell you, Amanda is a little daredevil – she climbs what shouldn’t be climbed, she snakes between what she shouldn’t possibly be able to fit between, and she eats everything that she can find off of the carpet – because no matter how clean, there’s always something that her much sharper eyes can find and her much smaller fingers can get to. Giving her one safe place a week to get out her youthful aggression is probably a good thing . . .

. . . But my one fear appears to be coming true: germs! We made it through her whole first year with nary a cold, but just three weeks into number two and we wake to find her nose crusted over with green gunk. She may have a tiny tiny nose, but there’s a stunning amount of snot hidden up in there, as I found out when I used the bulb syringe to suck out some bubblin’ brew as we got her ready this morning. I fully expect to be doing the same thing, minus the bulb syringe, to myself within a couple of days. That’s just my luck, and I know who to blame: the sickies at the gym who dripped and drooled on everything in sight. Amanda has to get sick sometime, it’s just a matter of fact and time, and it’s enough to deal with it vicariously through Amanda, but man, I’ve been through this myself already many times. I don’t need to go through it again!

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2 Comments »

  1. She may have a tiny tiny nose, but there’s a stunning amount of snot hidden up in there, as I found out when I used the bulb syringe to suck out some bubblin’ brew as we got her ready this morning.

    I just threw up in my mouth. Thanks.

    Comment by Bekah — September 20, 2006 @ 2:11 pm | Reply

  2. You should have been here tonight, as I didn’t even need the syringe to get it out! Great fun – lots of soap and hand sanitizer was used, and it probably wasn’t necessary because I’m already coughing and weezing. Just think, this is all in your future and you’ll LOVE it!

    Comment by Tom — September 20, 2006 @ 10:09 pm | Reply


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