Frith O’Steen

As loyal readers may remember, Decker and I have been going to a playgroup (”Hippity Hoppers”) together once a week since November. I enrolled him so that a) he’d have somewhere fun to go play and explore, and b) he’d have a chance to interact with other people his own age and size, and c) it would force me, his mom, to get out there and talk to other moms myself. Despite my past career choices and history of being a theatre geek in h.s., I am at heart rather shy and really find it hard to make conversation with strangers. I can mingle with ease, but it doesn’t mean I am at ease while I do it. So this group has been for me as much as Decker, especially because right now I’m the only one of the two of us doing any talkin’.

So anyway. There’s a mom and kid (Erica and Colby, respectively) who were in our first group together, and are in this one too. I was pathetically thrilled to see a familiar face when this session started, and found  myself flattered that she remembered us! (This is where I start going back to the mode of being 13 years old, hence the title of this entry). She asked me today if we were doing the next session starting in April, and I told her we were signed up for Thursdays. She said that they were signed up for Tuesdays, and wouldn’t it be cool if we could do the group together again? She also said that other kids from the first session would be doing the Tuesday group as well. 13 year old Frith pushes her way to the front of all my other personality types, and is immediately thrilled to be asked to join a club, so to speak. So I immediately go down to the office and switch, as soon as class ends. And I am looking forward to telling them I switched when I see them at our make-up class tomorrow (see the entry from 2/18). Someone wants us to hang with them! Gee, what’ll I wear? (Kidding…kinda.). Poor Decker…it is absolutely no mystery to me why he does his own thing at playgroup. He’s friendly when approached, but not necessarily the most outgoing of kids. The apple definitely does not fall from the tree.