Delaney has been pretend playing with her dolls lately. Like, they are talking to each other play. it's pretty cute. (: Yesterday they were pretending that Addie was her mom, so laney would call "mommy?" And when I would reply they would both have to remind me that I was not the mommy, Addie was.
She also sings primary songs as she plays. She'll be doing a puzzle and break into "I love you, and you love me. Sand and the sea. I love you..." and on and on. Monique is a fabulous music leader and it's fun to hear all of my girls singing the sweet primary songs.
We had ht'ers tonight and Maggie played for awhile. Then Addie and I worked on her first grade packet. She had a little bit of a rocky patch today. During pool time, everyone got so cold that we took a park break, but then the 2-year-olds didn't want to leave the park. Since the mc's had just arrived, we let them take the bigger girls and we stayed at the park with the littles.
At one point Addie came over and told me she was ready to go home. She was obviously upset. When she is upset she often cries silently, but her face gives her away every time because it gets all sorts of red. Anyhow, I asked her what was wrong and after not wanting to tell me, and really not wanting to tell me, she tearfully asked if I would be mad at her. I assured her that I would not, and after just a few more cuddles and a little more assurance, she sadly admitted to dunking Frankie. Several times. One of the McCombs had rightfully scolded her, and she was so, so sad. We talked about how dunking new swimmers is not very safe and how she could always tell me anything. Then, after an apology to Frankie, all was right in 6-year-old'ville.
then tonight she came up and loved on me, and it was so precious. If I had handled things in anger, (which I have been known to do:() she probably wouldn't feel like she could trust me, and I surely wouldn't have gotten the "you're the best mom I ever had," from her like I did during tonight's cuddle fest.
Tonight Delaney had a rare (ish) bedtime fit. This entails her throwing everything she can get her hands on out of her crib. A few minutes of crying and then she snaps back into her senses. Then she calls for one of us, and we get to go back to her room and help her put all of her things back into her bed. She directs the effort with "and that dolly. And that baby. And not that book. And that blankie." And she like everything just-so too. Her comforter hangs on the front of the crib every.time. Without exception. Thankfully, the bedtime fits don't happen often. Anymore.
Lexi hung out with us while the ht'ers visited, so that was nice. When Chris got off work, those two went to chipotle. Chris wanted to go, so he treated. I'm glad that they are close. I hope that as she leaves for school and their lives take them in different directions, that they will stay close. The PIC's. (partners in crime)