Saturday dawned with the birdsong of the Finch and Robin people. We had no solid plans for the weekend and my heart had one wish…to just “put it down”. Put down the sack of stress I end up carrying by the end of the week.
Having ridden my bike several times through Golden Gate Park on the way to work last week (I know, poor me!), I was still holding a memory of the eye candy around the Conservatory of Flowers. Suddenly, sitting on the front stoop in the morning sun, an idea was hatched. Flowers. Picnic. Bike ride.
And thus began our Golden Gate Park weekend extravaganza.
Much to my delight, Fern found a friend, a little girl the same age, who was also on a picnic with her parents.
Finding socialization for Fern has been far harder than I ever imagined it would be. Once she is in preschool (if she goes, if we find one we like/can afford, if if if) I know that playdates and birthday parties will (hopefully) become the water she swims in. Right now however, whenever she is approached by another child at a park, she literally goes screaming in the other direction. I’ve inquired gently into what happens for her when another kid comes up, and the best I can understand is that she feels pressured and coerced, and MAD. So on this Saturday, after she initially ran away from her new friend, I told Fern that she can approach other kids when she wants to, and otherwise she can say “no thank you” to unwelcome invitations.
Three minutes later there was this.
(Any insight into extreme avoidance of other children and/or Jedi Mom moves to honor her needs while at the same time making sure she doesn’t experience a life of ostracization? Slightly concerned…maybe just a phase, maybe a problem I need to nip in the bud. Also, I don’t always feel like talking to strangers either…).
The day was just truly outstanding.
Nature is more than a little suggestive when Spring comes flouncing along.
Saturday was so blissful, that we decided to do it again on Sunday. This time with the whole gang in tow.
We found evidence of gnomes.
And spent several hours here…
It started as this…
And turned into this…
But nothing could stop us from going out again.
To Buena Vista Park.
How are you feeling spring? Anybody spring cleaning out there, or doing a dietary cleanse? How about you gardeners…what’s stirring in your hopes and dreams for this years luciousness?
The Girl who Married a Bear is off in her homeland and has several guest posts lined up for you while she’s gone. It starts today with magical Missa and there will be one from me too at the end of the week.