I walked out of bible study this morning, to see E racing with the other boys in the toddler class on the front lawn at church. How to put into words how cute this looked? She looked a little lost, like she didn't really get what the point of all this running around was, but she gamely joined in anyway, trailing after them on her two short little legs.
Sidenote: D, who takes care of E's class, told me today, "She's the bravest little girl." To which I reply, "That's because she thinks she's just like J!"
J joined in after I picked him up from his class. And started racing with the other boys from his class too. Just to see his face all lit up with unadulterated joy, laughing and tumbling around with the other kids - that was my moment of parental bliss today.
E was running around with another little girl, a few months younger than her. When those two hugged each other, cheek to cheek, that was precious. The other little girl tired of hugging after a while though. Her advances rejected, E burst into tears! She sulked all the way home and complained to her daddy the moment we stepped into the house: K___. Uh (shakes her head here). Hug. Me.
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