-I am really excited about our trip this week. Jim has had some stress at work and is ready to get away, and I’m looking forward to not HAVING to go somewhere or HAVING to do something for a few days.
-Things have been good, really. I was super stressed last Friday, but otherwise have been okay, good even. I have had time to do things I need to and time to do things I want to. It’s been raining a lot here, which I love. Eriana didn’t throw up at all last week. She’s been in a great mood for the most part, and has been amazingly obedient and helpful and snuggly. My busy girl hardly ever snuggles, so I love it.
-Last Monday afternoon I got out of the car at my mom and stepdad’s house and Eriana ran across the driveway to me. It was very surreal. This driveway where I played my whole childhood at this house where I lived for the first 18 years of my life, and here’s MY child running to me around the front of my childhood home, living her childhood right in front of me.
Eriana in front of the yard of my childhood home.
-Eriana has several baby dolls that she loves to snuggle and talk to. One has a tiny high chair with tray and bib and a little potty, and one the same size has a bathtub, and it’s amazing to me what Eriana understands. She’ll try to take off the baby’s pants to put her on the potty (even though she’s only showing minor interest in using one herself), and put the baby in her high chair and feed her with a bowl and spoon. She washes the baby in the bathtub and wraps her up in a washcloth. She has another, big baby that she’ll hold up to the window and talk to, and point outside, telling her baby some story about the back or front yard. She snuggles them, hugs them and pats their backs, gives them kisses, and takes very good care of them.
-I’ve started wearing my Angel necklace again everyday, since Eriana is old enough that I can ask her not to pull on it. She says “Angel” and kisses it and lifts it to my mouth to kiss. And when we’re home she points to the curio cabinet that holds photos of our Angel and her urn, and says “Angel!” and then “shhh” because the baby in the picture looks like she’s sleeping. Someday we’ll have to tell her what happened and that she’s supposed to have a big sister, and it hurts so much.
I am planning to write a paper about Gardner’s theory of multiple intelligences and its role in information organization in education. And I’m really excited about it.
*Captain Miller (Tom Hanks) in Saving Private Ryan