Have you ever taken your baby to lunch?
Yesterday Sunny and I had to get out of the house for a few hours, in order to let our cleaning lady clean. Now, typing that last sentence makes me feel a little 5 year oldish- I should clarify until yesterday our cleaning lady was and remains ME- however I decided that since Nana is coming for a visit tomorrow and work is nuts, a professional is necessary. So I hired our babysitter Miss Aleda to clean our home. Yes, you read that correctly. She also moonlights as my hairdressers assistant- more on that later….
Sunshine and I went to the playground, but its like 10 degrees here so we went to lunch at a dinner in Bay Ridge to pass the time.
I have to say sitting there with my girl was such a treat. She suddenly looks 10 years old.
We had an omelet, french fries, and a pancake. Standard dinner food. But there was something about sitting there, listening to her “sing”, dance, and play HEAD SHOULDERS KNEES AND TOES about 100 times.I wish I had a reality show so that someone else could film all of our moments together. I would look back fondly when I’m 100 years old confined to a wheelchair and remember that I took my favorite girl to lunch that one day. She made everyone smile- she threw eggs at the man next to us, and begged two girls for a sip of their milkshakes. “Peas….PEAS!” ( I had to pull her away from their table.) I think we’ll do it again, it will be our extra special time together.
In case you forgot what my husband looks like- see pics above 🙂 Could she look less like me? Anyway…when you are home your child you have the gift of watching them grow up and do cool stuff everyday- but you also have your work, their schedule, and your battles. You miss things, like small things, like the sound of their little voice or what it feels like to enjoy a meal without getting up 150 times.
So my conclusion- cleaning ladies are awesome- even if they accidentally use furniture polish on your floors instead of the lavender Meyers cleaning aid you intentionally bought from Lowes over the weekends so that your floors would smell like heaven. And now every time you take a step you slip and have to catch yourself on the table top or oven handle. Yep- awesome.
