The kid possesses a lot of energy. A lot. Too much sometimes, especially when she’s over-tired. This has led to me trying to figure out what’s okay for her to do in a public place before I intervene.

I have also had to stop worrying about the judgment thrown my way by people who think I should stop her from running around or dancing or hopping.

Or doing flips off a chair in the REDBLACKS ticket office while we wait for Daddy.

I made sure she’s not hurting anyone or damaging anything, and I let her go, because in cases like this it would be worse for both of us if I tried to redirect all that energy into sitting quietly like some people want her to.

Sometimes there’s just no re-directing.