That time we went to the park.

We took Navi to the park by our house to get out some pre-nap wiggles. About twenty minutes after we got there, a family showed up with two kids (probably four and six years old if I had to guess). Navi thought they were incredible. She toddled around after them from one playground station to another as fast as her chubby little legs would allow. The brother and sister would play for a bit, giving glances every now and then to their biggest fan watching from down below, then run off to the next apparatus to play without an audience. It warmed my heart that my sweet girl wanted so badly to be their friend. Then my heart broke when they didn't want to be her friend in return.  God help me when she goes off to school- I'm going to be a nervous wreck!... Big time!
    
I try so hard to not helicopter hover around her. She's getting bigger now and I want her to be confident with herself and know that she can explore this big wide world all on her own. I know that I need to show her that I trust in her independence so that she will trust in her independence. (That being said, I wince every time she stumbles over a stick and about melt into a puddle when she waves excitedly to strangers that don't return her greeting.) When she reaches up for my hand when she's about to do something extra daring, I know that we're doing a good job in the independence department - this sweet  gesture shows me that she believes in her ability to do things on her own and she also knows that if something doesn't work out exactly as she's planned, we'll be there to catch her before she hits the ground.

And when she gets older and we can't always catch her before the sticks and the stones of the world get her down, I hope she knows that we'll still be there, ready in the sidelines to pick her up, dust her off and help her to find her way again.  

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  1. Love the shot on the slide!

    I hear you about when the kiddies head off to school! I'm a nervous wreck when I'm not with my little guy.

    He scrapped his knee for the first time too...and he was so hurt it broke my heart!!! Ohhh the things in store for us!

    .:Marta:.

    petiteraisin.ca

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    1. We had our first scraped knee a few weeks ago... garden hose in the driveway. I'm pretty sure it was more dramatic for me than it was for her haha

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  2. I love this post. Truly sweet--thanks for sharing!

    xo

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  3. I can't even imagine how this feels! I get defensive when people at the grocery store won't smile back at Clara... Lol. Oh motherhood! Thanks for stopping by the blog! I'm so glad you did because I'm loving your little Internet space too! Happy anniversary too!!!!

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    1. Thanks, Jessica :) And tell me about it, me too! It's that mama-bear instinct coming out, I suppose. So glad you stopped by!

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