Sep 30 2008
Hanging with the big girls
I took Lucie with me to a fellow charter school parent's home the other night. After checking out the guinea pig, cat, and two dogs, she immediately headed upstairs. Before I could stop her, our hostess yelled up to her daughter (a fourth grader) to watch for the little girl coming up.
While the adults met, the girls played. It was so nice to have a serious discussion with the other parents without her climbing all over me, or doing something extremely embarrassing like sticking her hand down my shirt and yelling, "Boobies!" She finally came downstairs 30 minutes later to get something to eat.
I marveled at her ease with another child, one whom she had never met. Then I remembered how much fun she always has with the other older girls in her life, whether it's our 13-year-old babysitter, friends Jenny and Sadie (7 and 9 years) or her high school age ballet teacher.
After all, hanging with the big girls is always fun -- for both Lucie and mom.
