Today was a cold, gray, stay inside and do nothing day. Emory chose to stay in her jammies all day. I offered her several times the option to get dressed in some real clothes, but each time she voted to "keep my jammies on." I briefly changed out of my fleece stretchy pants to make a quick trip to the dollar store. Meaning, I changed into jeans, went to the store, came home and changed right back into my fleece pants. And would anyone have really noticed if I had worn the fleece pants with polar bears on them to the dollar store anyway??
We spent the morning doing what Emory enjoys lately--playing in the basement. She likes to go down there and fix breakfast for us. There's all kinds of lovely and random junk down there and she uses miscellaneous items to play out this routine of feeding us over and over, mimicing most everything we do and say to her. So today when she called me downstairs for "breakfast" she had prepared waffles and bananas. I was directed to sit down on the floor in front of a pink blanket she had spread out on the floor. She put Piggy on the table and handed me a bib (a blue pom pom). Then she puts the tray on my chair (a piece of packing foam) and then she says a prayer. By the way, this is the sweetest thing she has started doing. I think her prayers generally go along the lines of this: Dear Lord, Thank you for this day. Thank you for this night. And thank you for our food. In Jesus name we pray, Amen." The things she thanks God for usually vary, but it's always interesting to see what she says. And sometimes she takes over the prayers or interjects things. I love it. Anyway, back to our breakfast. After we pray for the food, she hands me my plate (another piece of packing foam) and pours me some cold milk. After the first bite, she always asks "More?"
After we eat, we move into the next phase which is her tucking me in for a nap. She brings me a ton of animals, covers me with a blanket, brings me a pillow and tells me to call her if I need her. When she leaves she always tells me that she's going to wash the dishes.
The other thing she has made up in the basement is that the creepy closet under the stairs is the grocery store. She wants to go in there and shut the door, but there is no light in there. This doesn't seem to phase her, but personally, I don't really want to go in there in the complete dark!
So we ended the day with all of us watching Charlie Brown Christmas. We started watching the Peanuts movies before Halloween with the Great Pumpkin, then the Thanksgiving one and now the Christmas one. Emory LOVES the Peanuts gang, especially Snoopy. And she really has learned some wonderful phrases like: You Blockhead! What's all the Commotion? What's going on here? and I'm gonna slug you! (although I asked her what that one meant and she didn't know, so I figured it's ok) She has been asking for a candy cane every day because she has a book that has a picture of hot cocoa with a candy cane in it. So Brian made some of his famous hot chocolate and we had candy canes with it. I didn't think Emory would like it, but she did and ate all of hers.
It was a nice day to be lazy!
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