Yesterday at the pool, I worked hard to convince Mary that her flotation device really would keep her afloat without holding on to me or the side of the pool. I finally resorted to deceptive tactics and would move close enough to the side of the pool to convince her to jump in and then would quickly back up so that she landed in the water and not on me. Then I faced her to the side of the pool and had her reach and kick to get there, first from one arm’s reach away and then gradually to 4 or 5 feet away. Once she got it, she no longer needed me and would jump and swim all on her own.
She was so happy with herself, that she shouted, “I am AMAZING!”
In typical preschooler fashion, Mary asked for a drink and then insisted, “I DO IT! I DO IT!”
I assisted, but let her do it. As she screwed on the lid to her cup, she muttered, “How come I always have to do everything?”
I have found the Velveteen Rabbit. He lives in my neighborhood and yard. So far, he has stayed in the front and eaten the grass. Katie wanted to feed him a carrot, but I was afraid he would then sniff out the ones growing in the backyard. This bunny is obviously not a native to the wilderness, but he has obviously been living outdoors for some time. I’m not sure if he was lost or abandoned.
Mary wants to adopt him. Of course.
“But Greta would bark at him,” she said as she cried her crocodile tears.
Possibly Greta would eat the bunny. I’m not sure, though. The dog’s hunting instincts are pretty strong when there is a cat or a squirrel around. With Velvet, though, she just shows curiosity.
|Eating a leaf in the neighbor’s flower garden.|
Yes, I’ve named the rabbit. And we can keep it as a pet as long as it stays outside, in the front, and we don’t feed it.