|Jillian and the Christmas tree at dance.|
Well, it turned out quite like a coffee date, despite the lack of any hot beverages. She talked. And talked. And talked. And I listened...and took great enjoyment in every word. You know...sometimes I am with my kids and I am listening to them...but am I really listening to them? Not entirely. Not the intent listening when you are engrossed in conversation with a good friend over coffee (or tea) kind of listening. That is exactly what I did at lunch today (I mean our coffee date). I hung on every word.
Jillian is not shy, she never has been. She talked and talked to me about everything that was on her mind. She engaged the woman next to us in conversation about her hot pink glasses. Jillian thought they were quite fashionable and she was sure to tell the woman that she liked them. "It's my favorite color, you know...PINK!" Come to find out, the woman has a dog named Pink and she proceeded to show Jillian a picture of her. "Mom, her dog's name is Pink, but she is NOT pink. Only her collar is pink, Mom." She led our entire conversation from describing how to sit like a lady to singing her favorite rendition of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, all while she crammed her little mouth with huge spoonfuls of mac and cheese.
You know when you leave a coffee date with a good friend and get in the car smiling, relishing in the fact that you can call the amazing woman (or man) that you just left, your friend? Well, I feel the same way about my tiny little Jillian. She is so special. I look forward to many years of coffee dates in our future.
Here is a picture of her waiting for her dance class tonight (I am writing, as I wait for her). She was peeking in on a friend.
Have an awesome Thursday, friends!!