After all the hustle and bustle of my competition last week, this week sort of sneaked up on us. This is the week I had been dreading. It wasn't the dieting and extra workouts I had to do for the show, but the fact that I am going to be without my Koko bean for what was going to be just four days, extended to a week.
In order to make the last two days off work last, we took Koko Bean to the pool yesterday. Our gym has a great facility with both indoor and outdoor pools with zero entry for the youngsters, big water slides for the older kids, a lap pool for the geezers, and a hot tub for the sissies like me who freeze to death even in 100-degree weather.
Daddy and I worked out for an hour or so, then it was off to the daycare to pick up my sweet little girl. I love picking Koko Bean up at the gym daycare because she will spot me, shout my name, "MOMMY," and run to me full speed ahead with arms open, as if we'd been separated for days. She then tells a new friend she just met, "that's MY mommy." The friend is usually not impressed, but Koko Bean is always so proud to tell him or her, that it makes me smile.
Korbin couldn't get to the changing room fast enough. She peeled out of that daycare in her flip flops like a Fred Flinstone cartoon where the feet are moving fast, but he isn't really going anywhere, zipped around the corner, and headed straight for the family locker room. You see, we had been talking about going "fwimming" for a week. It's crazy what this kid will remember too even if you try to change the subject. No sir. Not happening. She will remember what you said, what things happen, and even her dreams. I'm still being reminded every morning as we walk down the stairs how our boss's dog, Missy, bit her finger three weeks ago and that she was a bad dog and that her finger still hurt. She also tells Daddy she dreams of horses when she naps.
I was always hoping I would have one of those kids like I had in swimming class that would do everything I asked of them like prone and supine floating. Well, we aren't exactly miniature Dara Torres, but this kid LOVES the water. We got there shortly after the sun had disappeared in the clouds so the water was less than tepid and the air around it felt like we were in the frozen tundra. In other words, BBBBRRRRRR!!!! With her little blue lips covering her chattering teeth, Koko Bean jumped, splashed and kicked her little goosebumped body all over the place. I'm not a believer in floaties or lifejackets worn at the pool, so every once in a while, Koko Bean got a little deep and went under water a few times involuntarily. She took it in stride as we picked her up and praised her for being such a brave big girl.
After we finally bribed Koko Bean out of the water, we headed home for dinner. She ate a whole grilled cheese sandwich, and a bowl of macaroni and cheese!! This is huge for her as she eats like a bird usually. It was an overall wonderful day for our family. I look forward to getting her back from Grandma's. Eight days...
Note: Since this was about a month old and I had it in the draft archives, I have no pictures to match up with these event. Bad MOMMY!!
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