Saturday night we went to my in-laws' for pizza, and I don't think you'd care about my yoga pants and hoodie. Sunday I had brunch planned with some girlfriends, and Brent was taking Em to meet up with our friend Josh -- separate plans but the timing worked out for a quick shoot together.
On a whim, I signed Em up for a toddler soccer class designed for 2-3-year-olds. The class description said it was low-key, and it's a fun weekend activity for us to do as a family. Brent grew up playing soccer, and we're both looking forward to the day she joins a kid league of her own.
Em is usually so focused in all the group toddler classes we've taken. She adores the teachers and hangs onto their every word.
But you know what a toddler soccer class at a nearby park doesn't have that those other classes do?
You know what a toddler soccer class at a nearby park does have that those other classes don't?
NEARBY SWINGS AND CLIMBING TOWERS.
Her first class started off well enough. She took her place on the colored dot the instructor had thrown onto the grass. She dribbled her ball with her feet to the nets across the way, all the while yelling, "KICK!" with each move. (The yelling was her own thing, not something taught in the class.) It was adorable.
Then she spotted the swings and took off. It was like that scene in Forrest Gump where he makes the touchdown but just keeps on running.
We chased after her and let her play on a swing for a minute before trying to convince her to rejoin class. She went back, but like a vampire who's had its first taste of blood, she wanted MORE! MORE SWING! Screw the class!
We didn't want to pressure her to do an activity she didn't want to do, so we eventually gave in and hoped she'd be more into class the second time.
At this weekend's class, she started ok.
Then she spotted the playground and planned her escape.
Here's where she spent most of soccer class. That couple behind her on the bench? Another set of parents whose tot was more into sand than soccer.
Let's put things in perspective.
Brent's hoping he might be able to talk the instructors into moving the class a little further from the playground, although they had mentioned that they're used to kids losing interest. 'Tis the age, ya know?
It's interesting to see the difference amongst the age ranges. The younger 2-year-olds, like Em and the other classmate at the playground, were much less engaged than the older 2- and 3-year-olds. Our friends, Cat & Adi, enrolled their daughter in the class, too. She's six months older than Em, and she was definitely more focused on the games and instructions.
We'll keep at it, though, through the remaining six classes. Maybe Em will come around, and maybe not. We'll be fine either way, as long as she's happy, whether it be on the field, on the playground or at post-class brunch.
On some of my previous Steppin' Outs, a couple of you had mentioned how sweet it was that I dressed me & Em alike. That was not planned, I swear. Pure coincidence. I even thought about that as I chose our outfits for the party. I got Em dressed, and then I went to find a casual black dress in my closet.
I couldn't find the dress I wanted, and time was ticking so I threw on the shirt you see on me below. As we posed for our quick picture, I realized what I'd done. We both even have little pink rosettes on our collars. Oops. Well, if nothing else, perhaps it'd diminish the chances of folks thinking I was the nanny, which happens more often than you'd think.
Cheek accessory, a big ol' wedge of Babybel Cheese that she shoved in her mouth as we headed out
I'm now on a quest to spice up my wardrobe and think beyond the t-shirt & jeans. I could at least go for some cute blouses. Sheesh.
Anyhow, Heather & Mike pulled together a great shindig for their sweet Annie. The birthday gal (and her mama) obviously had a great time.
Em loved leaving a birthday scribble message for Annie.
Here Brent fulfills Em's requests to draw Yo Gabba Gabba characters. I love her little arm resting on his leg.
She was also enamored by the musical playlist Heather created, which included a ton of Yo Gabba Gabba songs. Everyone who tried to chat with Em at the party was met with an earful of, "It's GABBA songs!"
While all the older kids went nuts over the bounce house, it took lots of convincing before Em got in and enjoyed it herself. She started off in a safe little corner of the bounce house.
Then she ventured out and was climbing and jumping with the rest of them. Here she is with Matt Logelin's cute little Maddy.
We were finally able to coax Em out of the bounce house with a cupcake offering, which was so memorable that Em continues to talk about it today. "I had the cupcake. Was on my face!"
Happy birthday, Annie! We were honored to be there to celebrate with you!
Saturday included some fun excursions -- Em's first toddler soccer class and a last-minute invite to a celebrity swag suite for the Golden Globes -- but I didn't think to snap our pics.
I was on it today, though!
I'm not sure how I feel about my top. I thought it looked cute as we left the house to meet friends for dinner, but looking at the pic later, I see that the sleeves aren't too flattering and it hangs weird over my stomach. Maybe I shouldn't have tucked it in. Hmm...
Em, however, looks super cute.
Jeans, Old Navy
Shoes, TOMS wedges
Bracelet, Forever 21
Top, Old Navy (another super cute gift from Auntie Shelby)
Taking after her father, Em has developed a love of hip-hop music. She even has a new facial expression when she hears a good hip-hop song, which we've appropriately deemed "hip-hop face." She was quick to copy Brent's dance moves, too.
Brent's favorite Yo Gabba Gabba song is "I Love Bugs," perhaps because it reminds him of rapper Too Short. Em happens to adore the song, too. I'd usually request that she step back from the TV, but I just had to capture this video. In addition to her sweet dances moves, listen carefully and you'll hear her singing along.