Fly Away Little Birdie!

There comes a time in every mother's life that they have to let go of their little birdie and let it fly.

Actually, there comes several times in every mommy's life that you have to let your birdie fly. You have to let go on the first day of Preschool and first day of "BIG school" as Dylan calls it, also known s Kindergarten, the first time they go off to High School, and then College. You have to let go the first time they jump on a bike with no training wheels, the first time they want to try the monkey bars with out your help, and for us the other day, the first time you let them play in a germ infested play place.

I'm sure it is not as traumatic to every mommy as it was to me, but I finally let London down and let her spread her little wings in this germ field play place. She has been begging (also known as grunting, bucking around in her stroller or my lap, and pointing at the ground) to get down for the past couple of weeks before I gave in. She wanted down so very badly and there were only two other children besides my own playing (and in all honesty, it is a very clean play place or else I wouldn't let either of my little birdies fly in there!), so I figured I could try.

And she and Dylan had a BLAST. Dylan LOVED that his baby sister was down "playing" with him and London just loved being free to roam. She wasn't intimidated by anything. She went down the baby slide like a little pro (with my help, of course), climbed through the little tunnel like it was nothing, and "drove" the ambulance like a true woman driver ("talking" on her cell phone hand part of the time). Part of me wanted to snatch her up and throw her in a tub, but most of me was so proud of her. I can't believe how big my little baby is getting.

When we were all done, I wiped her down from head to toe with wipes and gave Dylan his usual anti bacteria gel. Then we headed up stairs for a soda, well Dylan and I had a soda and London had a nice cold milk. It was a great day.