Skilful trajectories

Usually when I drop Isabelle off from school, Hazel is on the monkey bars. She is so strong - it just appears effortless as she casually swings from bar to bar, sometimes going for the next handhold, sometimes missing out a bar and making a larger swing.

Aidan watched her in awe and amazement the other day as she climbed to the top of the rope swing. She explained in a matter-of-fact way her technique as she climbed.

He was also fascinated by her prowess on the scooter, and studied her as she whizzed past him up and down the driveway. He was unable to replicate her advanced abilities (she is about 3 years older than him), but worked quietly on his scooter skills, finding his level, experimenting, falling and picking himself up to try again.

Aidan's away on a Playcentre trip at the moment. Afterwards, he is going on a playdate and I won't see him until school pick up time. I realised as I wrote this post that I miss him. I can't remember the last time we were separated for six whole waking hours.