A Mommy Story

Today it’s cold, grey and rainy in Columbus. In other words, a typical Spring day here. It’s also finals week for me, so I’ve been studying every free moment and taking several exam to finish the two online classes I’m registered for. Aaron is in Cincinnati this weekend for a stage combat workshop, which means I’m a single mom for the weekend.

While I took an exam today, Cordelia spent some time with her grandpa. A new weekend kids activity has started in his neighborhood called PB & Jazz. It started last month, and is running one Saturday a month for now.

It’s an hour long event where the kids are served a PB&J sandwich, juice and cookies, while they listen to local jazz performers. They have songs the kids can sing, and they have a mascot, the Jazz Bear, who even has his own song.

Grandpa reported that Cordy had a great time. She was one of the smallest, but one of the most outgoing. No surprise to me there.

While they were giving instructions on songs, she’d wander up to the band and say hi, then walk back around the kids. She’s never happy unless she’s said hi to everyone in the room. My daughter, the socialite.

He said she would elbow her way past the bigger kids to get right to the front. Ugh, let’s hope that habit doesn’t continue. I’m all for an independent child, but I have a feeling she could go from independent to diva before you can say Celine Dion.

She also loved the food (again, no surprise there) and near the end, she got to try out the drums. Apparently she was quite the drummer. While she may not know it, percussion is in her blood – mommy was a percussionist in school. I expect her to be rockin’ out by her fourth birthday.

The other side benefit of Cordy spending the morning with grandpa? This mommy got to have a special treat: lunch! Wait, not just lunch, but my entire lunch, eaten slowly, without a nearly three foot beggar urchin attached to my leg. I’d forgotten what it was like to eat lunch without getting heartburn from eating so fast.

And to top off an excellent morning and afternoon, the PB & Jazz event ran her so hard that she crashed in the car on the way home. A nap also? It must be a rainy day miracle! Happy toddler, happy mommy, and full bellies for each of us. Yay for Jazzy Saturday!

One last thing: grandpa has also finished new video of Cordelia. Go check it out.