I’ve been soaking up as much time as possible with my soon-to-be kindergartener. Sob! Hold me …
Over the weekend, as a reward for her following through on putting her face in the water during her swimming lesson, I took Miss Babycakes to Niabi Zoo. We had a moment there that should get categorized under the “Oh-my-gawd-did-that-really-happen?” file.
How do I put this lightly? I’m not sure so I’ll just go.
We were in the Australian area where the kangaroo-type animals roam freely, near the bird-feeding area. Correct me if you know the name of these animals, because one of them plays a major role in my story.
We are walking along, the 5-year-old and I, when I notice one of these little darlings wrestling and wranging with what appeared to be a baby trying to jump out of her pouch.
“Oh, look, sweetie! This one has a baby,” I call out, drawing her over closer to look.
Another mom and her children follow, after hearing what I said. We all line up along the rope, gaping at this wonder of nature. The animal is just having the roughest time trying to keep that baby in the pouch, as it keeps pushing it down and back in place.
And then, it steps out of the shadow.
Oh, my heavens and Earth, people, but I gasp and fall silent as I realize this is NOT a mama. And that was NOT a baby.
I blurt out, “Oh, my, that’s not a baby,” and then I laugh … for a long, long time. And loudly. I do that.
The other mother who followed me over smiled awkwardly, like she is embarrassed for me, pulling her kids away.
A dad nearby says, “It looks like it just woke up.”
I laugh even more.
Later, my brilliant daughter figures it all out, saying, “I think that was its front bottom.”
Yes, sweetheart, it was.
And that is how I know my kid is ready for kindergarten. LOL!!!!!!!
What have you been doing lately?