They have a mommy and me structured class on Fridays and we are considering enrolling SS. However, SS is laying down next to me after having a major meltdown. We are returning to open gym on Thursday and if she does well then we'll go from there. It could possibly be that she is exhausted and unable to self soothe. But I do wonder if it was too much stimulation. We are listening to classical music and that helped with the crying. My poor baby. I'm really hoping this works, because we need a Winter activity for SS. Once it starts raining, it's bye bye outside time.
Ever since we met SS I have been dreading The Question. It's right there front and center whenever people approach us. Today is that day, but TQ arrived in an unthinkable (to me) form. My very young, very good looking husband was asked if SS was his granddaughter. SS and I missed it because we were sitting at the table waiting for Baba to bring our lunch. When P sat down, he was simply stunned. Good thing it was him, because I'm sure the young lady would have thought that I was SS's great-grandmother. Yikes.
They were playing D*sney songs, and SS was totally into them. She recognized Under the Sea and got down with her bad self.
This picture reminds P of Baby S.
Foam pit fun.