Last Sunday evening, the girls came to spend the night. We played games, watched a movie and … giggled and painted and colored and read books…and talked.
Hannah brought up her favorite subject: “Gramcy, tell me again why you have to live in this apartment?” This conversation occurs each time she visits. It just doesn’t make sense to her. She said, and I quote: “We have room for all your stuff.” I giggled. Obviously she had thought about this since our last conversation. I’ve now been forced to play the swimming pool card ’cause that’s the only one in her mind that has merit for me not living at her house and living here instead. She’s a very smart little girl, a really deep thinker. 
And, very subtle - a conversation with Hannah takes thought.
Claire is just pure fun! She didn’t eat breakfast again this time because “my tummy didn’t growl” — her way of saying she isn’t hungry. Makes perfect sense. Oh, I wish I could avoid eating when I’m not hungry! My favorite thing she did this time? She brought her birthday card from her Aunt Mimi. We looked at it together and I asked her why she brought it. “Oh! So I could put it up there (pointing to the angel card holder sitting on top of my fridge) with your birthday cards!” Silly me, why wouldn’t I know that already. LOL! I’m glad she brought it to display at my house. God is certainly building me a new home just as He promised. My apartment is beginning to take on the flavor of family.
Ooops! I forgot we went swimming the next day. Hannah is a really, really strong swimmer. She has great form and just blends with the water. Claire had a boo boo on one of her heels and the band aid came off. She had that happen a week ago on her skinned knee and she really freaked out about getting it wet in the water…stinging and all. Bless her little heart…this time…she inched her way into the water with total fear all over her face with the exception of small bits of giggle sounds from her mouth. I looked at her and said: “Claire, are you going to be okay?” … her reply through gritted teeth and trembling shoulders: “yes, i’m laughing not crying…see…i can do it…!” And, she did. oh my. I wanted to scoop her up and tell her we would swim later but I couldn’t because she just crossed a major hurdle! You just had to be there to see that mangled, muffled cry faked as a laugh…she conquered her fear and then we spent almost 2 1/2 hours of unadulterated fun playing in the pool. She loves to do cannonballs!
I love you little girls! Hugs to mom and dad for sharing you with me.
gracy2
Hannah can always come live with you. I think you have room for her things.
This was really sweet to read though.
I was wondering where the birthday card from Mimi went - I didn’t know Claire took it with her! LOL! She’s such a mess!
Okay…I”ll take her! Somehow, I don’t think she’ll go for it though…she likes her family just a little bit. She just can’t seem to grasp any reason why in the world I should be here instead of there. Makes no sense to her! So sweet!
I know…Claire is a horse of a different color…I mean seriously…who would ever even think to turn circles inside a hula hoop?!?!?!? I was just caught completely off guard that she had logged in her brain that there was a card holder on top of my fridge! LOL! Reminds me of how you guys used to remember things at Gramma’s house..so funny when you catch glimpses of children’s thoughts and processes!
hey…
my new email is november.blues@yahoo.com…i love you
i miss you all so much im crying right now because im reading about the little girls and you and…it hurts cuz i miss ya’ll so much
-laina-
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Oh Laina girl!
You have no idea how glad I am to hear from you. I have tried so hard to keep in contact but I could never get anything through to your myspace or your email.
We all miss you so much too. I haven’t tried calling your house because I don’t want to upset your mom or dad but I am going to try to call you tomorrow (Monday). Do you think I should call in the morning or the afternoon?
I’m soooo homesick for all of you. I’ve tried calling Claire’s mom but I can never get through.
Write me back…pleeeeeeze! I sent you an email at november.blues@yahoo.com but I haven’t heard back from you…pleeeze write to me if you can.
I love you and I still believe God will clear all this up so we can see each other again. I can hardly wait. I know He will. He has not forgotten…please don’t give up!