Thursday, May 11, 2006
I Can't Keep up with a Three Year Old
My Dad and I got the car ready for Sierra. It's a bit of a challenge getting her in the car. Once she was in, we were on our way.
My niece was happy to see us. She love Sierra and has secret little whisper sessions with her. She got down on the ground and laid down by Sierra, singing a song that she ensured us was Sierra's favorite. We made Mother's Day gifts with popsicle sticks, did puzzles, played hide and seek (not so challenging when the person tells you where they will hide), pretended to be princesses and fairies, and watched Winnie the Pooh.
I could not believe how tired Sierra and I both were when we got home. Sierra usually gets beat up by the kids, so that's understandable. But, man, was I beat! The house was hot and I found myself dozing on the couch. I know my arthritis fatigues me, but I must be out of practice or something. She ran circles around me.
Ah well, there's good tired and bad tired. This was definitely the good kind. It was nice to get out of the house, see some sunshine, and do some silly play. Life is too serious to take seriously all the time.