When all else fails, eat ice cream!

Maggie has been so excited for her swim class to start today. Girlfriend is an absolute fish! She loves being in the water and looks forward to any chance to swim she gets. All day, she's been telling her teacher and friends at school about going to swim lessons. There she was waiting and ready in her swimsuit when I pulled up early to pick her up and head to the Y. As we drove through Plano, it was drizzling just a bit. By the time we pulled in, there was a slight monsoon going on in the parking lot. Umbrella? Me? Nope, didn't have one. So out we ran getting SOAKING wet into the building, giggling the whole way. Soaked to the bone, we ran into the bathroom to get dressed for our very!first!swim!class!!!! Maggie couldn't contain her excitement--jumping all over the bathroom and hysterically giggling.

So, it was a real bummer when some pimply teenager told us that the pool was closed due to the thunder and lightning outside (this of course after we were all ready in our swimsuits). Because, you know, they have to close an indoor pool for inclement weather. Explain THAT to a two year old.

So out we ran back in the rain with Maggie playing "Ick-a-boo" under the towel to attempt to stay dry. She didn't cry--my little trooper. She was giddy as could be. I decided to pull into the closest Chick Fil-A for Maggie's favorite dinner. Since it was still pouring, we just went through the drive through (with her exclaiming "Chicka Flay!! Chicka Flay!!") and let her eat in the car.

As we were getting closer to home, I got the idea to head to Braum's for a little treat. Maggie and I were still in our swimsuits and wet (though NOT from swimming, of course), so we weren't going in. So, we parked. I let her out of her carseat up to the front seat with me. For thirty minutes, we ate our ice cream, sang silly songs, laughed until it hurt. My little girl was so silly!

When I look back on my life and the happy moments I've had, those thirty minutes will most definitely come to mind. I love my daughter and enjoy her thoroughly each and every day. But there was something different about tonight's ice cream adventure. I've never had so much fun with her. It was perfect. She hugged me incessantly and I showered her with kisses. Oh, my darling girl.

The rest of the night could not have been more perfect. We came home and played Wiggles games on the computer, built houses out of Leggos, and hide under the covers to hide from Daddy. It ended with nighttime stories and snuggles before she went to bed like a perfect little lady.

It was an ordinary Monday that turned into an extraordinary evening for me. With a perfect little two year old.