I had a whole conversation with my daughter!
I was petting our pet dragon on my phone and he made a happy-purry sound.
Ellie: "Elephant."
Me: "You think he sounds like an elephant?"
Ellie: "A little."
Me: "Maybe a baby elephant."
Ellie: "Yeah."
Then, while taking out stitches and re-bandaging, Ellie said, "It hurts, Mommy!"
It's funny, when Ellie and I have these extremely rare, brief conversations, just a couple of exchanges, I have to stay calm, quiet, and converse naturally as if this was an everyday occurrence. If I show any excitement or offer praise she clams up again.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Ellie Broken
The doctor broke my baby! Ellie can't walk! The cast was replaced by a walking boot today, which she can clunk around in. Barefoot, though, SHE CAN'T WALK! Ah, God, I've been in tears. She can't walk, and I can't carry her. She weighs 89 lbs and is roughly 4.5 feet tall. I can't even pick her up because I'm restricted to 15 lbs from my own surgery. I'm sick to my stomach because I can't fix it!
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