Maggie started with breakfast at Chick-fil-A (with Papa!) and played in her playland. I need to help you understand that from the moment Maggie enters the restaurant she owns the place. She leaves no doubt that it is her restaurant, her playground, her papa! From the time she enters the parking lot her entire mood changes - she has a "hob fibe" (high five) ready for papa as she comes running thru the door - followed by "Pop Pa" at the top of her lungs!
We pryed her from Chick-fil-A and stopped to visit Bethany & Emily at Nursery Rhymes! Maggie picked out a new frog for her bath tub (She doesn't have enough frogs for tub time - only nine - besides this one even has his own lily pad).
Then it was off to visit Great Grandma Dot - Maggie had a really fun time teasing her...Oh while she was there Maggie found a picture of herself with papa and she carried it around smiling at it! As we left Maggie blew Great Grandma BIG kisses and told her "bye bye" as she headed off to lunch.
From there it was home for lunch and naptime - well sort of - I like to call it DFO time (done fell out)!!!!! There was no nap - more like one hour of gymnastics, jumping on the trampoline - bed - and laughing out loud with her monk-monk!
Papa called and saved the day - just as Gigi hung up and told Maggie that it was her Papa and he wanted to take her to ride the horses... Maggie? Maggie! she disappeared!!! She had run to get her shoes and returned immediately - shoes in hand - giggling. (Yahoo! Giddy up!) No doubt she knew exactly where she was going!!!
She had a blast with Papa on the carousel. She rode 5 times. And we were SO proud of her as she even left without crying! (The carousel operator commented that children usually leave SCREAMING) But not our Maggie - Papa had promised the swing at the park! Weeee...
The slide, the swing, the slide, the swing, one hour later... another DNO. You see removal from the swing set her off, and everyone in the park knew it! So there was no calming her down until we were back at Chick-fil-A. Luckily for us that was pretty quick! Papa came to the rescue with grilled Chicken and pink lemonade (fresh squeezed lemonade with a dash of Hi-C fruit punch to make it "pink" just for Maggie!)
Another meltdown on the way home but the promise of Kitty kitty and Barney was enough to quiet her down. (Don't make any promises to Maggie you do not intend to keep! She knows what you are talking about and she remembers!) She ran in the house yelling "meow, meow, meow" looking around for kitty. After spending a brief moment with fat cat, Maggie ran to the remote control. Whew, Barney took over so I could cook dinner as Maggie danced to the tune of "When you're happy and you know it clap your hands!" ...hmm?
After dinner and dancing... it was that 'bittersweet' time for her bath. All I said was "Maggie do you want a bubble bath?" and she ran down the hallway to the bath tub and began to throw in one frog after another... and yes, the bubbles easily calm her down from a funfilled day.
Until she sees her papa. And she had to jump, jump, jump yet again - this time on the couch...yet another precious day has come and gone. nite nite.
