I’m a Parent. According to the dictionary I was technically a parent right when Ashlyn was born, but I think there’s a difference between “parent” and “Parent” with a capital P. This realization came to me fairly recently based on an event that occurred the week leading up to Easter. It started by mixing up the day of Ashlyn’s Easter Egg hunt at daycare; I showed up on Wednesday with no basket and no eggs. So I dropped her off, drove across the street to Kroger’s and left a few minutes later with a basket, a bag of fake purple grass, two bags of plastic eggs colored in tie dye patterns, and a bag of individually wrapped Starburst candies. I had to stop at the only stoplight between Kroger’s and her daycare and not wanting to waste any time I quickly filled up her basket with the grass, stuffed Starburst in a dozen plastic eggs, and just finished the last candy when the light turned green. Needless to say, Ashlyn was not left out on the Easter Egg hunt.
At this point in the story you may be wondering what any of this has to do with being a Parent with a capital P. The kicker is that it took me two weeks to consider the strangeness of what occurred at the stoplight and the fact that a candy stuffing, Easter egg filling adventure at 7:30 in the morning didn’t even come across as being out of place. There was no questioning that it was going to make me late to work, it’s just something I had to do to make sure our child had a basket for an Easter Egg hunt that she’ll never remember. It’s just one example of the many things that mom and I do for Ashlyn that we would have considered crazy before we had a kid. And that’s why I use the term “Parent”.
That’s enough cheesy sentiments for one day, so let’s move on to some weekly pictures in the life of Ashlyn. As she gets older, she’s been getting more and more interested in what we’re doing around the house. And as she gets older, she’s able to do more and more. For instance, she’s starting to make her own breakfast. And yes, that’s what her hair looks like in the morning.
She’s also learned a fun game from Grandpa Wolfe which she played multiple times over the weekend. Here are two examples of Ashlyn’s exceptional aim in the straw shooting game. Thanks Grandpa.
And finally, Ashlyn would also like to wish a big Happy Birthday to Aunt Sisa and Uncle Brian. Happy Birthday!!
