I dare say it is here. Long awaited and in a 2 year old mind perhaps partially forgotten. It appears Canadians are still looking over their shoulders for a possible freeze even though the garden stores are now fully stocked with gorgeous flowers. Customers smile at each other and make small talk about the happiness of shopping for perennials rather than salt to melt ice. It is a delight to cut grass rather than shovel snow. I have now done both: cut the grass and planted new seeds. Good bye to the movie Frozen and sweet little Olaf the Snowman. As lovely as it has been to hear your songs continuously throughout my day and ear-worming through my head into the late night it is time for you to pack up your ice until it is appropriate to pull you out again much later in the year.
Back to the Garden centre! Emma prepared herself well. She absolutely loves to wear sundresses but did not want to go to the garden centre without her very wooly mitts on a string. She dragged them along as we went up and down the many aisles. Within a short time she was skipping ahead and then running, her head slightly above the height of the plants on the low tables. Emma giggled and sang Frozen’s Let It Go through the flowers. She was so entirely happy! Her favourite dress, her mittens on a string, Frozen in her heart and many many dirty puddles.
“Look, Mommy! I’m dancing in the puddles!” Emma squealed as she spread her arms as wide as she could and did a spin as though she were auditioning for the Sound of Music. She attracted attention of course, as someone said, “I feel the same way!”
Oww, Stop it, Heavy, Hurt.
“Oww, Pillow heavy.”
She refers to the 19 year old boy across the street in relation to his mother and not by his name so she calls him, “Sandra’s boy.” Alternatively, she calls our friend, Elle “Qwynn’s Mom.” She refers to them by these names when discussing them or when talking directly to them.
Emma finally has a class of her own. A music class! She is no longer just tagging along to Ellie’s events but now has something of her very own and she takes great pride in her class. Her favourite songs: Sleeping Bunnies, Where is Thumbkin, and she loves the parachute they use in the class.
When at home she asks for Frozen songs on the iPod most of the time. Anna has replaced Annie and although it is a refreshing switch; since there are only 3 songs she wants to listen to (Let it Go, Do you want to build a snowman and Happy Snowman) I have quickly grown quite tired of these songs as well. Still, I never grow tired of watching Emma dance and sing around our house.