12/30/09
Dearest Gracie,
We are visiting in Georgia and staying at Gigi and Grandaddy. Daddy drove down with us and stayed for a week. He flew back on Sunday. You sure love Daddy - always saying his name and reaching for him if anyone else is holding you. So sweet!
You now say “Mama” again - I am so happy! You also say “Dada”, “Puppy”, “Hi”, “Bye-bye”, “Baby” which sounds like Baby, “Thank- you” which sounds like tank tu, and when we ask you what a ducky says you respond “quack quack.”
You have two teeth on the top and three on the bottom. I see the others trying to come through - two on the top and one on the bottom. Daddy said he saw a molar trying to break through also.
Santa came to visit us here in Georgia and brought you a stroller to push and a pony to ride. You have been pushing the stroller non stop with your pink baby riding inside. Your smile lights up the room sweetie. You give the sweetest looks! Everyone, especially your great grandma Bebe said that your chubby cheeks are just precious! Your great granddaddy Paul said he loves you a nickels worth - which means a ton! Love you sweet precious girl.
This is my journey in mothering my miracles. There are love letters to my children and reflections on discovering that autism resides within our home, and embracing it."BY WISDOM A HOUSE IS BUILT, AND THROUGH UNDERSTANDING IT IS ESTABLISHED; THROUGH KNOWLEDGE ITS ROOMS ARE FILLED WITH RARE AND BEAUTIFUL TREASURES." PROVERBS 24: 3-4
"THERE ARE TWO WAYS TO LIVE: YOU CAN LIVE AS IF NOTHING IS A MIRACLE; YOU CAN LIVE AS IF EVERYTHING IS A MIRACLE." - ALBERT EINSTEIN
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