335. Grammy 911's:) I love that despite the distance, Emmy has a special connection with my mom. When Emmy's having an especially tough moment, such as last night, she cries for Grammy.
Being the rational mom that I am (most of the time), I told Emmy at bedtime that she couldn't have the baby in bed with her that makes noises when she's squeezed. Emmy didn't care for this so started to get very upset. I explained that the baby would wake her up in the middle of the night, and Emmy got even more upset. I told Emmy she had a choice: she could have the baby next to her bed on the beanbag chair, or she could not have the baby at all. Emmy started thrashing about on her bed, kicking the covers off, screaming - a true Emmy fit. So, I walked out with the baby.
Emmy roared even louder yelling, "I need Grammy!" After a couple of minutes I walked back in to her room, tried to help her calm down, and she softened to a cry, "I just want to talk to Grammy on the phone." I got the phone and dialed Grammy. When she answered I said, "Mom, we have a Grammy 911 over here." I passed the phone to Emmy.
My mom asked, "What's the matter Emmy?" And Emmy, in a barely audible broken voice said, "I just miss you Grammy." Her little chin started to quiver and my mom began to comfort her from miles and miles away. It melts my heart every time.
336. A very satisfied belly from a pot luck at work today that everyone brought something homemade to. Vegetable tamales, salsa, posole, turkey and gravy, mashed potatoes, tarragon almond string beans (thank you for the recipe mom!), pumpkin bread, and decorated cookies (courtesy of the Kuntz girls:)
337. Staying with Lily at her Daisy meeting today to make crafts with her and spend time together.
338. Being able to say what I feel.
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