|Lexi, January, 2013|
Our visit was delightful. Kate and I spent our time vastly entertained by the antics of the baby.
We spent three whole days on Lexi time. On Lexi time, you get up early, but you get to take naps. You go to bed early. You take longer to eat because you stop to closely examine and enjoy your food. It takes longer to walk anywhere, because you have to stop and look at all the interesting stuff you see as you journey.
You don't worry about getting your socks and pants wet as you discover the joys of going in and out of the shower. Open the door, close the door. In, out. Smile broadly every time you manage to open and close the door.
You delight in learning new things. She was having a hard time turning one of my lamps on and off. (It has one of those switches where if you turn it the right way, it switches, but if you turn it the wrong direction, it just unscrews itself.) But she kept trying it. And every time she managed to make it work, she'd turn around, clap her hands and say, "Yay!" (I need to remember that for myself - to say "Yay!", if only to myself, when I manage to master a task...)
She is amazingly well behaved in restaurants, as long as you bring a large supply of toys. (any one item holds her attention for, at most, five minutes.) She managed to charm all the tables around us by watching the door; every time someone left, she'd call out, "Bye!", in her toddler voice - the one that carries further than you'd often like it to, especially when they're upset.
She is a city child. One afternoon, it was quite warm, and we took her out for a walk. She was fine as we headed down the sidewalk, but when the concrete ended and we had to walk on the grass, she didn't care for it. She kept heading for the street, we kept heading her off. A block or so down, we came to a roped off parking lot. She was delighted, and just loved running around - finally, the proper surface upon which to play! (Kate PROMISED to get her out to parks more often come spring...)
It was a right proper weekend, if I do say so myself. As always, when they left, they took a piece of my heart with them as they drove away...