Last night, I told the girls that we'd go to Wendy's for dinner. Liza called after work and Zaylee explained to her, "We're going to Wendy's, but it's a restaurant, not Miki's house."
As we were finishing up the girls' rooms, Zaylee was playing with a huge stuffed monkey. When she was done, she sat him down next to me. I was lying across the bed with ZJ, admiring our hard work! I picked Mr. McGoofus up and played puppet with him. His long arms were easy to maneuver. Mr. McG waved at Zaylee and it caught her eye. Then he covered his eyes, followed by the "see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil" signs. She was now watching intently. Then, he blew her a kiss. She blew back. She put her hand on her ear. So did Mr. McG. Before long, she was performing and everything she did, Mr. McGoofus did too. She started laughing so hard that she was cackling. We were laughing at her laughing. She would literally have to catch her breath! This went on for about fifteen to twenty minutes and I honestly do not recall ever hearing a child laugh that hard. I wish I'd have gotten in on video to keep forever! She told Liza about it on the phone, "But, he's not real, it was Gwammie's hands." We are certain that she forgot that point while she was laughing at him!
Zaylee made all of the adults laugh out loud at Chili's two days ago. Eric is no more and Alan is the new manager. Oh. My. Gosh. I didn't know what to say, but we all busted out laughing... and when I say all, I mean the man at the next table, as well! We were getting to know him a bit. He'd heard of who we were but hadn't met us yet. I knew his wife and we talked about his family a bit, then he asked why we hadn't been in. ALL adult conversation, not addressing the kids at all. Zaylee was busy talking with the girls, but this child doesn't miss a thing! I explained that ZJ had had surgery three weeks ago and then we inherited Zaylee two weeks ago due to some unfortunate circumstances for her little life. That was all I said. Alan asked, "Where did she come from?" As I was saying, "Here in Logan," Zaylee interrupted loud enough for anyone to hear, "From a house that had dog poop everywhere!!!!" We were all stunned that she was listening and that something like that would be what she noticed. Sad, but quite funny. Alan just looked at her and said, "Well, it's good you're not there anymore!"
I do have to say that she recognizes "clean" more than any child I've ever known. She comments, "Gwammie, your toilets are so white!" and "I put my wrapper in the trash can and not on the floor!" She puts her clothes in her drawers and loves to help make the bed and put place mats on the table. She recognizes these things as different and seems to appreciate them.
Today, we're off to her first dentist appointment ever. Grace has a check-up too and Brett will put her at ease, I'm sure, by explaining what he's doing to Grace before he checks hers. She really is a fearless little girl. We love having her so much.
The girls worked so hard for three days on the room transition and it's killing me not to just go and get the decor and bedding right now. (School clothes trump decor, for certain.) BUT, since they worked so hard and since the biggest evidence of their "teenageryness" is the bazillion bottles of lotions and sprays that they both already have, we are going to go and get them some funky fun thing for each of their dressers to contain them all in. Reward! However, the biggest reward is that both of them are loving the rooms and glad that we made the switch because it's not changing for a long time! I am thrilled that Grace is happy with the smallest room. It was a concern. Happiness!
Here's an i-Phone shot of Grace's new room with her old stuff. According to her, "It looks so great with old stuff! Wait til we get new!!" (I'll post a photo of ZJ's room as soon as I get her curtains washed and dust ruffle on the bed.)
Gotta hit the road. Also on my list today is going in for a video interview with Social Security for a new card. I understand that the wait is quite long. Should be interesting with two teens and a four year old. Maybe I will need a reward after that!
And the brightest spot of my day today just happened. I'm certain that it would be hard to match. Liza sent me the sweetest email that said "thank you" for a list of things that were really important... not for things but things that I'd taught her. THAT is just too awesome! I heart her!
Life is good! And so are perfectly clean, organized and dejunked teenage girls rooms!
Judge nothing, you will be happy.
Forgive everything, you will be happier.
Love everything, you will be happiest.