Okay, so I thought we had a few more years until this kind of thing. Cute, nonetheless.
J.P. had a late night of work last night, so I took Laurel to McDonald's to play, while Alecia and I had some major chat time over Diet Coke. About two hours worth. *grin* The last children left to play were two twin boys. The twin boys were absolutely adorable, blond, blue, khakis and polos. They looked like Ralph Lauren models, precious. Laurel and the boys played together for the better part of an hour.
As we were leaving, Laurel offered the boys a digital bowling game that came in her Happy Meal. I mean, my child has the most generous heart. She has a heart of gold, and I am not being biased. She SHARES with every child she encounters. After thank you hugs, which the boys did not have to be prompted to give by their Mom, we made our way to the door to leave. As we were walking out the door, here comes both the boys yelling "Wait, Wait, Laurel!" The first boy proceeded to tell her thank you for the toy again, gave her another hug and a big wet smooch on the cheek! I will have her facial reaction recorded in my memory forever! It was complete surprise, delight, and amazement! Oh friends, but this was not the end. After twin one gave his farewell wishes, twin two, said "My turn, my turn!", and proceeded to mimic his brothers actions, complete with thank you, hug and another kiss on the cheek! Laurel politely said thank you, blushed and proceeded to walk out the door.
When we got to the car, as I was putting her in her carseat (which seems ironic after the story above), she told me that she would tell her friends at school that she was now dating!
It seems like only yesterday that she was born, that we were tending to her every need. Now she is an independent, albeit too independent, six-year-old, who wants to pick out her own clothes, listens to her Miley Cyrus CD too loud, uses the term "dating" and "prom" and talks back a little too often. It is amazing how much she has changed since she started Kindergarten. If you would have told me six months ago how much she would change since starting school, I wouldn't have believed it, but my baby is growing up.
J.P. had a late night of work last night, so I took Laurel to McDonald's to play, while Alecia and I had some major chat time over Diet Coke. About two hours worth. *grin* The last children left to play were two twin boys. The twin boys were absolutely adorable, blond, blue, khakis and polos. They looked like Ralph Lauren models, precious. Laurel and the boys played together for the better part of an hour.
As we were leaving, Laurel offered the boys a digital bowling game that came in her Happy Meal. I mean, my child has the most generous heart. She has a heart of gold, and I am not being biased. She SHARES with every child she encounters. After thank you hugs, which the boys did not have to be prompted to give by their Mom, we made our way to the door to leave. As we were walking out the door, here comes both the boys yelling "Wait, Wait, Laurel!" The first boy proceeded to tell her thank you for the toy again, gave her another hug and a big wet smooch on the cheek! I will have her facial reaction recorded in my memory forever! It was complete surprise, delight, and amazement! Oh friends, but this was not the end. After twin one gave his farewell wishes, twin two, said "My turn, my turn!", and proceeded to mimic his brothers actions, complete with thank you, hug and another kiss on the cheek! Laurel politely said thank you, blushed and proceeded to walk out the door.
When we got to the car, as I was putting her in her carseat (which seems ironic after the story above), she told me that she would tell her friends at school that she was now dating!
It seems like only yesterday that she was born, that we were tending to her every need. Now she is an independent, albeit too independent, six-year-old, who wants to pick out her own clothes, listens to her Miley Cyrus CD too loud, uses the term "dating" and "prom" and talks back a little too often. It is amazing how much she has changed since she started Kindergarten. If you would have told me six months ago how much she would change since starting school, I wouldn't have believed it, but my baby is growing up.
