I have been told that the things your children will cherish when they grow up are not the things you bought them or how much money you spent on them but the things you did with them and memories you created. I really do believe this is true.
Monday Aubrey was pretty sick so we did spend the entire day in the house resting and watching TV (see previous posts), but on Tuesday when I had to stay home and eat a vacation day because of the daycare 24 hour rule, I wanted to make the most out of it and get out of the house. I didn't want to keep her cooped up only watching TV all day. However, the summer weather has finally hit in Indiana so going outside wasn't a great idea, given how sick she was on Monday. We did try to go out first thing in the morning for a bit - riding her tricycle and wagon to the playground where we were disappointed to discover all of the slides were wet from rain and morning dew. So we went home and headed to the library and read books and played trains for awhile before lunch and "nap." (Note: no sleeping took place. Axl Rose tore up her room again but at least it was not poop on the walls mess. I'll take it.)
After "nap," I got the idea to go get some frozen yogurt or "ice cream" from what I told Aubrey because she would have no idea what the difference was but lactose intolerant mommy sure would. So we went to one of those serve yourself yogurt places. She loved it, as you can see by the photo below. I asked her what she wanted - pink ice cream and sprinkles. Mommy got cake batter (YUM) with white chocolate chips. And don't be fooled by the bowl in the picture. They had one cup only so no way did I fill up that giant cup for either of us. But we had a Mommy/Aubrey day and had fun, heading home for me to do some writing. But I decided to put the laptop away when I heard a sweet voice say "come play with me, Mommy!" How can you say no to that? We ran around the house and played under the dining room table with the Magna Doodle. I loved every minute of it. And I wouldn't have gotten to do it had it not been for that 24 hour rule. So good things do come out of not-so-great things.
Wednesday night as we were getting her ready for bed, I said to T that Aubrey and I bonded the day before, and he asked Aubrey "did you bond with mommy?" She turned to him and said "uh-huh, we got ice cream. I got pink and Mommy got orange." So clearly that meant something to her, too, even if at only 2 years old.
That's all I needed to hear. And this smile? A picture says a thousand words, doesn't it?