After having Lola I couldn’t drive for two weeks and while being chauffeured around was nice, there’s nothing like the freedom of being behind the wheel of your own car.
The first place I drove to was my OB/Gyn’s office for an incision check and then the grocery store, because of course…
The next day I took Lucas to school.
It was a very special day.
Not only was it Valentine’s day, but it would be the first day Lucas could introduce his little sister to his classmates and he was very excited. On the way there Lucas, who is still getting used to the fact that Lola now goes with us everywhere asked if we could bring her in so that he could “show her off”.
Lucas attends a small Montessori school and we know all the staff so everyone knew we had had the baby and was anxious to meet her.
As soon we entered Lucas’s classroom, circle time was already underway and silly me thought I could slip in and slip out without interrupting, but his teacher promptly stopped what she was saying and gestured to me to come to the front of the classroom, where she placed a tiny chair at the feet of 22 eager children and made us that day’s show and tell.
Let me just say kids are awesome, but four and five year olds are particularly cool. They leave no stone unturned and hold nothing back. While Lucas beamed with pride from his spot in the circle, I tried my best to introduce his sister, praise him for being a good big brother and address these curious minds:
“Why is she wrapped in a towel?”
“Where is her hair?”
“Does she have arms and legs?”
“Why is she sleeping?”
“When I grow up, I’m going to have a baby too. Well, my wife is. How do you get a baby.” [I ignored this last part.]
“My baby sister poops a lot, does she poop a lot?”
“When she talks, does she say ‘go go ga ga’?”
Now when Lola and I drop off or pick up Lucas we are kind of old news. Kind of… babies tend to draw a lot of attention no matter where you go.