I used to love winter but that was before winter meant having to coax a toddler into a coat, a hat, boots and mittens. It takes forever, especially since I can’t explain why she needs to wear a hat when I don’t. Maybe I need to buy one of those knit Rasta caps and hope it would be spacious enough for my hair.
The park and the playground are completely empty today because folks around here treat the temperature of a little below freezing like it’s the Apocalypse. But Klara was so happy and energized after an hour-long walk that I’ll keep taking her out even if nobody else comes.
Also, what’s weird is that whenever kids at the kid gym or wherever approach each other and try to play together, moms immediately sweep in to separate the kids and get them to play in their separate corners or with the children of their friends. It’s like if we didn’t come to the gym or the museum together, something horrible will happen if we let our kids play with the same toy railroad or do a puzzle together. It’s beyond weird. I don’t interfere when Klara approaches other kids and starts playing with them, and the other moms look daggers at me because it seems to be a huge social faux pas.
I don’t get this, folks. It can’t be a class thing because if we all pay the (truly ridiculous) amounts to attend these activities and have the leisure to be there in the middle of the day on a work day, it’s clear we are all at least middle class. So why not let the kids play in peace? Isn’t that the whole point of bringing them to the activity? It’s not like people don’t have all the same toys at home.