Took Rachel to Shabbat on the Plaza last night -- our synagogue's now-annual ritual of holding Shabbat services outside. We sit outside and worship on blankets while the rabbi plays guitar; we sing a little, then picnic afterward. (Or, if you're Rachel, you end up eating during the service and occasionally shout, "More songs!" as Mommy, embarrassed, tries to shush you).
Anyway...at the end of the service, Drew interrupted me as I was talking to friends of ours because, he said, Rachel wanted to show Mommy her "gymnastics." And guess what her "gymnastics" turned out to be?
SHE SWUNG BY HER ARMS FROM THE STAIR RAILING. Yes. No feet on the ground. Just swung back and forth like a little monkey!
I was so impressed. I really think she's ready for the overhead bars at the park!
This morning we went to a picnic sponsored by the Northwestern University Alumni Association. What fun! Rachel devoured oh, two bags of potato chips. Neither of us were really keeping track of her nutritional intake so we definitely don't get any parenting awards. Rachel had fun throwing beanbags through a basket and blowing bubbles (the organizers had thoughtfully brought games for the kids) and tumbling on the grass with Daddy. I looked over at one point and they looked like two little puppies. It really was beyond adorable.
And it made me sad because next weekend is our last as a family for quite a while. Rachel will miss Drew terribly.
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