When they want a drink, they can no longer just say "milk" or "water". Now, it's "Papa, may I have more milk/water/whatever please?". After they ask, I inform them "yes you may", which Hadley repeats. After saying this the other night, she gave me a bit of encouragement by saying "good talk".
|It was a good talk, even though I really didn't add to the conversation.|
I won't mention any names, but one of the little ladies was going to the bathroom. I asked if she needed to be changed. She then replied, "still working on it". When she was done, she let me know it was a "big load".
They've both started talking to me on the phone when I'm not there. Every conversation is similar. They say "hello", tell me "Papa go work", and then to "come back soon!".
On the weekends, I typically fix breakfast for everyone. The night before, it is not uncommon for one of them to put in a request. On Friday, Hadley wanted "pancakes" and Saturday, Brynne asked for "donuts". Hadley was not disappointed to get regular and chocolate chip waffles. Brynne was very pleased that I went and got donuts for us. She kept asking to eat them in the "backseat", as we did the week prior while on a little father/daughters picnic, but I already had them dressed for church, so I didn't want to risk getting them dirty.
If you've been following me or Mama for any period of time, you know the girls don't watch TV at all. When Mama left for the night last week, Brynne was overly distraught. She told me "no" when I asked if playing with trains, trucks, letters, bouncy balls, puzzles, games, books, going to the basement, going outside, or playing with the dogs would make her feel better. After 10 minutes I gave up and just asked her what would make her feel better. She stopped crying, appeared to be deep in thought, and then replied "watch Winnie Pooh".
|Winnie the Pooh truly makes all things better.|