On the way home from Boston Pizza last night, Mike had the idea to stop at the park. We got out of the car, walked a few meters into the park area and Paige fell and scraped her knee and hands. Lots of crying and hugs. Later in the visit, she climbed up these stairs that are shaped like feet, got to the top, lost her balance, fell, hitting her back on the foot step, and fell to the ground. It was quite the wipeout, and quite the scare for her. It reminds me that my intuition about her has always been right and she isn't the kind of kid you can just watch from the sidelines. She is still a bit unstable, and needs to be monitored closely. Another reason why I can't walk to the park with her too easily since it involves standing and watching when we get there.
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Paige's 3rd class of On My Own was another success. This time I left right away and told her I would see her after. She was fine and I frequently spied on her, seeing that she was doing great. She does have a problem understanding that she has to join the group when it is circle time or parachute time. I'm really not concerned about this at her age. She'll learn.
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I think because we have been preparing Paige that her baby sister won't talk, walk, etc. until she is bigger, Paige is really hung up on all of this. Until Sunday, a friend's little girl, Belle, was 1. Paige knew that Belle was 1, and to her this was a baby. Being 1 means a lot of things. But if you are 2, well then you are so much more capable in her mind. Belle came over yesterday and was being quiet and shy. Paige said, "She can't even talk!!". I had to tell her, "No, Belle can talk, she's 2, she's just being quiet". Then at the restaurant Paige saw another baby in a high chair. "She can't even eat!!", she exclaims. I'm glad she thinks these things, which hopefully means she knows that her baby sister isn't an insta-friend.
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