Maggie Moose

I have a weekly date, of sorts, with my boys. Not that just about everything I do isn't already about them or for them, but this one is a set-in-stone, gotta-do kind of date. We head to the library for storytime first. The children's specialist there is fabulous. Great fun with many different stories read, rhymes said, and silly dancing at the end ("milkshake, milkshake, shake it up, shake it up, milkshake, milkshake, shake it all up!" forever in my head). When we moved here in February, storytime was the first thing we did. We arrived on a Wednesday and the next day we were there. Bode HATED it. As he hated most things involving new places and faces. He wanted nothing to do with it. So I let him sit a ways off and play with the beadwires they had on a table. I would slowly move him closer to the group with the beadwire because I could see he was watching and paying attention to what was going on. But I would still get a firm "No" in response when I asked if he wanted to join in. Eventually, we stopped going. Blame whatever you want--new baby, tired mom, mom tired of taking child to things he doesn't want to participate in, guests in town; etc., etc. I decided to start going again about 2 months ago. Our first time there I was surprised by Bode's transformation. He was so excited, found a cushion to sit on, totally participated (hands clapping and all) and had a great time. He went right up to Ms. C. afterwards and said "thank you." What a thrill! So, storytime has become part of our weekly schedule. I added a sweet treat to follow, that being a stop at Maggie Moo's for ice cream. I think we've spoiled Bode forever in the ice cream department. It is just too good to be true. He has to have a "taste" of the cotton candy flavor (it's electric blue which totally grosses me out so i won't get him a cup of it). Then he gets a cup of Better Batter with "lemmalems" mixed in (that would be M&M's). I get the Chocolate Better Batter (divine) with peanut butter cups. And Keegen, well, poor kid, sits in his seat and watches every bite.

So at the library people hear a very excited 2-year old proclaim, "Let's go to Maggie Moose!!" Yes, it's only 10:30 in the morning, but let's go!