Strong Muscles

One of my goals as the mom of a little girl is to teach her confidence and determination. Of course, I want my boys to possess both of those traits, too, but I feel like this is often harder with a little girl. Already, at 5, I’ve heard little boys tell her that she cannot do something “because she’s a GIRL.” Sorry, no. Girls rock, little macho man.

Today, she wanted to get her legs onto the top of the monkey bars.

“You have strong muscles,” I told her. “If you keep trying, you can get your legs up there.”

While she swung her legs up high, I cheered her on, giving her as much feedback as I could about how close she was. After several minutes, I asked if it would help if I turned my back and was quiet. “Close your eyes,” she commanded.

I told her I would turn my back and watch Gus while she tried.

“Strong muscles,” she chanted as her feet left the ladder. A minute later “Mama, look!”

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“I knew I could do it!”

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“I can see everything up here!”

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“One hand!”
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“I even know how to get down!”
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“I can do this, too! No hands!”
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“Strong muscles!”
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We’re still working on gun show.

What Happens at Naptime

Gus is the only one who still takes a nap here. Well, except for Aaron, he often tries to squeeze one in, too. So, we all try to find quiet activities.

Reed and Lena picked Legos today.
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I, on the other hand, snuck off to the beach today.

Yes, an actual beach.
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Okay, okay, a gigantic sandbar, which stretches far across the river.
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We do have shells, though.
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And sea gulls.
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And totally crazy dogs.
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