For a while now, I’ve been taking my little one to the Story Time sessions at the local library. We both love it. Milla is highly amused by the various props Serena pulls out of her red velvet bag, and I get to be the nutty mother who sings and dances to the lullabies we sing.
Admittedly, I am an extrovert. I’m not embarrassed to sing and dance in front of people I don’t know, or people I do, for that matter. So each week when the sessions run, I find it incredibly hard to understand why other mothers sit immobile with mouths shut and wonder why their children are losing interest. One mother, new to the session stared at me in disbelief and then left half way through the session (and with 5 years of singing training, I’m fairly sure it wasn’t my poor performance). I should add here that I am not the only nutty mother…thankfully others put on quite a show too.
Last week I persuaded my husband to take Milla to Story Time during his holiday break. It didn’t take much to convince him to go as he too is an extrovert and takes pleasure in being a fool to humour others – this is not always a good thing.
When he arrived, he sat Milla on the floor with the other babies and looked around the group. Serena and the other mothers all looked at him as though he had two heads. Serena even had the nerve to ask if he was in the right place! He assured them strongly that he was, and that he would do his best to sing in tune. And that he did…he was so entertaining in fact that instead of people leaving, he pulled in quite a crowd. Oh to be a fly on the wall.
When I returned with Milla in tow, the mums (and even the babies) appeared to be quite disappointed to see me.

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