It's A Small World

I've been feeling guilty lately. My kids have not been to Sea World. Or the Nature Center. Or the Waco Zoo. They've only been to Chik Fil A twice and McD's a few times when we trade off the Sisters. We've only been to an actual PLAYGROUND a handful of times.

Why?

Because they like it small. They like it comfortable. They like it familiar. Two of them don't roll well with new and unusual. If it's not small, one of them crawls inside herself and the other one sorta freaks out a bit.

So we are spreading our wings exxxxxxxxxtra slowly. We've ventured successfully to a new park (and by "successfully" I mean no one peed, no one threw an unexplainable fit, and no one covered his/her eyes and ears in response to a new sound). We've gone to the same few restaurants a handful of times each, enjoying them more each time. We went to the Chuy's parade at Christmas though that was a bit much and made me reel it in for the rest of the Christmas season.

That we are this stay at home-ish made me question if I am doing this right. The professionals are saying "yes, keep it small. Keep it familiar."

So we're keeping it in the playroom with legos and tea parties and the same 3 diaper boxes we've played in since June. We're keeping it in the cul-de-sac with bikes and trucks and sidewalk chalk.

Maybe one day we'll make it down to see Shamu. Maybe we won't. Maybe one day the one who isn't affected by outings will want to spread her wings and we'll hire a sitter for the other two. Maybe we are just destined to grow big in the same small spaces for now.