Aspen rocked her first My Gym class today. We both sported gigantic grins for the full 45 minutes…bouncy beach balls, slides, trampolines, bubbles…a veritable toddler paradise. I almost choked up at one point, watching her scramble away to play with the other kids and then pause to look back at me briefly—just to make sure I was still there. She was growing up before my eyes, as I was well warned she would do.Of course I may not have felt so emotional if they weren’t blasting Bob Seger over the loudspeaker:
“We’ve got tonight…who needs tomorrow? We’ve got to-NIGHT BABE! Why don’t you …stay?!”
Odd choice of music for a baby party? You bet. But you know secretly I loved it…in the way you love squeeze cheese, Cheetos and People Magazine when you’re buzzed or no one else is watching.
But then the needle hit the record….”rrrrr!!!”
Some 2-year old of the male persuasion thought it would be fun to bounce his ball on Aspen’s head. Once, twice…
Me: ”ah, that’s cute” (still smiling)
Him: …three times, four times, harder now…
Me: now forcing smile, but with inner monologue “oh my god if he hits her again I’m gonna lose it.”

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