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Last night there was a party for Kaylie at the House. She's leaving to
spend the summer (year?!) with her Dad today. We ate cake and ice cream.
Kaylie requested I review the ballet positions with her, then she and I
dance around the living room. Mary Anne and El started singing "Sunrise,
Sunset", which made me feel weird (happy, sad, poetic and theatrical), but
I still had to exclaim, as I watched Kaylie pick up rather tricky turns
after seeing me do them once, "I *hope* I have girls!". It reminded me of
when Holly and I used our living room as a Dance Studio. Kaylie even
wanted to make sure she had the footing right (*and* the arms). I wish
Kaylie (and her sister, Kira) were around all the time so I could give
them weekly dance lessons. It'd be great practice/exercise/fun for
me.
David played a reluctant horsey for Kaylie (he said that he felt that it
was the *adults* wanting him to perform, not Kaylie. Uh-huh. He looked a
lot like Eeyore, the Pooh donkey, slumped and slow, carrying her with
resignation. Alarming posture to have with an 8-year-old on your back!
Then Ian took her on, playing bucking bronco and daring her to hold on.
Ian is great fun to play/roughhouse with. He's tall, strong, and has a
lot of energy. He gave El a piggy back ride that was even more vigorous
than Kaylie's (and El managed to cling on).
We played tag, freeze tag and Statues (where everybody tries to make one
other person laugh, and if you're the one to succeed, you get to be
entertained next). With El, we had to first try and make her *not*
smile/laugh. It was pretty funny, as the more serious she tried to be,
the easier she seemed to break out in a gigantic grin or laughter. Fun to
watch, as her smile was so nice we couldn't help but laugh with her even
as we tried to make her serious.
Mary Anne and I sang Kaylie to sleep (man, oh man! is Puff the Magic
Dragon a much sadder song than I remember it being!).
After much reflection, I deem this a really fun evening. I have a great
group of friends out here, that's for sure. I kept imagining what it must
have been like for Kaylie, to have 6 adults completely willing to play
like little kids with you. Well, David wouldn't play, but he's still
good with Kaylie.