For Thursday…
- Solo time with my firstborn. Nora and I went to the circus and had an awesome time, just the two of us. I love doing things as a family, but there’s something extra special about just me and my girl out on the town.
- I am so grateful that my husband is not afraid of the baby. There are a lot of men (and quite a few women!) who would not spend an evening at home with an infant out of pure fear, but my girls have a wonderful daddy. He doesn’t love the sitting still, but he loves his girls.
- THE EVENT CENTER, holy cow! Having something like that in our town… I would not be able to take Nora to a circus on a Thursday if it was anywhere else. We stayed through the whole thing and she was still in bed about 9:45 (late for a three year old, but okay in my book for special occasions).
- I’m adding a fourth… But it’s a begrudging fourth… I’m thankful that the circus was in town on a weeknight on the week of the dreaded DST. Made her 9:45 bedtime feel a little closer to 8:45… Though I still am not happy about the loss of my hour.
Nora story after the pictures…
Me: Nora, what was your favorite part?
Nora: The puppies.
Me: Not riding on the elephant?
Nora: No, just the puppies. We should have taken our dogs on leashes.
Me: Well, sweetie, you can’t just take any dogs to the circus. Those dogs were trained. That’s their job!
Nora: Our dogs are a kinda trained. They’re not all the way trained, but they’re a little trained. (pause) Well, Joe is kinda trained. He’s kinda a little trained, but he could get all the way trained. Joe could be in a circus.
If you know our dogs, you know… No circus possibilities in their future! Little girl, big dreams.
