That picture is from a series we took tonight to include in an email to Dan, who is gone for 11 days in Arizona and Utah for the Grand to Grand Ultra. In updating him on what he’s missed of Ada in the last few days, I realized I owed an update here as well, but for months.
Ada is still pretty fearless, so long as she has her earmuffs.
She’d prefer to hang on with only one hand but if I insist on two, well, sigh, I guess that’s okay.
She loves dressing herself, so we have a lot of motorcycle jacket + skirted dance leotard + boots outfits these days. I am kind of jealous, honestly, it looks really comfortable.
She’s in a new school. Her caregiver since she was an infant went back to work in the medical field about two months ago, so we put Ada into a combination daycare/preschool program.
Somehow Dan resisted the urge to put “sub 4 minute mile” for the “what are your goals” question.
Ada is an athlete, however. Her primary sport is gymnastics.
She has leveled up once or twice since the last time I wrote about gymnastics here. She is now in the 2nd level of the No Mommy classes. I have been sitting outside the room watching through glass for 2 semesters now and it’s awesome. The other girls in her class will all turn 5 shortly after Ada turns 3, so she looks even tinier than she really is, flying around the bars and rings.
Her other sport/activity is swimming. She started swimming lessons in July at Catch the Wave. We chose this club because we wanted to support a program they offered for toddlers [trigger warning] which is explained further in this link. For July, we were lucky enough with our schedules that she was able to double up and get twice as many lessons, and now she’s there once a week. Her lessons are very hard for me to watch – they focus on survival and each lesson ends with a “safety jump” where she has to jump into the water, surface, roll to her back, and scream “Help” while the instructor tells her to yell louder and louder. It’s an amazing thing that’s just so so hard to watch.
What isn’t hard to watch though is every other trip to every other pool.
Despite her love of the water, she (so far) isn’t signing up for Ski Broncs just yet.
She is delightful in innumerable ways. She has comedic timing and facial expressions that are so far beyond her age that it worries me sometimes. Of course, she’s also very definitely a 2 year-old pretty frequently. She’s stubborn and independent and fearless.
She turns 3 in a couple of weeks. She’s not asking for very much, just some balloons and a fast black car with no top on it.