Our little shopping date
Savannah is old enough that she looks for her name when the mail comes. She pours over the wish books and counts out her money. This week she found a Valentine’s classroom project that she wanted to give her teacher/class. Of course the shipping cost could nearly buy a second project. I talked her into going to The Golden Apple, a really fun store for children and teachers and parents. I generally have to stay out of there but when I am there, I make mental notes of what we might get for upcoming birthdays.
Of course it was in a prime spot to swing by both the mall and Target. Two pairs of my most worn earrings have torn up. So I bought some small, sparkly, silver balls. It was a girl’s day. She found a blue and white headband for herself. I’ve said before that when I go out with one child, I’m able to see the personality come out in a way it doesn’t with siblings around, and I get to hold her hand again. She talked about her boyfriend, who I’ve yet to meet. We’ll call him R. It’s strange to hear her talk about these things because the boyfriend/girlfriend games seem so far away, but I remember how the boys and girls were in second grade. It still seems innocent enough. Brad and I did have to tell her today that she will not be calling boys on the phone for a long time.
