After spending the day with my dayome infant, an interview with a prospective parent of a child who needs part-time care, and a visit from the dayhome-agency for the first of 3 interviews to become accredited, I was pretty wiped out.
As the house was finally emptied, I took the chance to grab a nap. There was NO way I could keep my eyes open, so I figured it was time to rest up. Hubby was up and at about, so at least if a child stopped breathing or fell down the stairs, he might come to their help. You know how men are. They will say that they are watching the kids, yet World War 3 could errupt around them and they wouldn’t notice.
Dawn, still recovering from the stomach flu, came to sleep beside me and Emily well… let’s just say that she took full advantage of the situation!
I’m a light sleeper and often hear ongoing conversations in my sleep (either that or I wake up a lot). Throughout my nap-time, I was able to hear Emily coming upstairs opening and closing the doors. She closed my bedroom door and everything was quiet for a while. As any parent knows, when things go quiet, it means that the child MUST be up to something! And sure enough, hubby eventually came upstairs to find her in her room playing with MY Lego!
Yes, I say my Lego. This is from the VERY expensive Lego City sets with 2500+ pieces that I am slowly assembling. I had put it out of reach, but in the midst of hubby’s insistent whirlwind cleaning before the dayhome agency lady came, he put it down with the toys. Emily, fully ignored the huge bin of Lego she has to play with and made a beeline for my project. The damage wasn’t too bad–he told her that mom was going to be very angry with her! I just laughed thinking that this was my husband’s fault for leaving it down, not hers.
Next, Emily took the stepping-stool and began carrying it around the house to turn on and off each light. She went from switch to switch testing them out and once she was content, she brought the bench back to the bathroom and started exploring what was hanging around the sink.
When I eventually woke up and went to see the bathroom, she had all the little bottles, tubes of cream/toothpaste, soaps, etc lined up along the side of the tub. She looked up at me and grinned, saying “I did it!”
I liked the fact that she felt she was able to explore unfettered. With a husband from a different culture, it’s difficult to get him to understand that this kind of exploration is essential for children and not only does it enable to learn how things work, it allows them to feel safe in their environments. I just hope that Emily (and Dawn) goes on more adventures shortly.
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