This is day 13 and miss girl has been adjusting well to the household. She eats well (probably TOO well), sleeps well, interacts well and so on. She loves Dora, eating, and anything fancy. lol. My mother-in-law brought over some plastic necklaces and heart shaped plastic bracelets, and she won't leave the house without them! We go and play at the chick-fil-a playground and we fight because I make her take them off out for fear of her hanging herself on the slide (a mother's imagination is sometimes graphic, you know what I mean...)
She is quite attached to me, which I am OK with. She doesn't like to see people leave the house, I'm sure, because she wonders if they are every coming back... Sad girl. She has stopped crying for momma at bedtime and nap time. Which is good? or is it bad? She did start school this week... two days a week... She is SO excited to go, which is SO different from Parker. I do feel bad taking her there, and I also feel bad for the teachers because I know that she hasn't had structure like that ever in her life! Its a learning process for all...
Her nickname is Bruiser... because she is just that. She is the same weight as my 4 year old and almost as tall! Her favorite saying is 'I do it'.... and she does. All of it. All by herself. Picking up chairs, dressing and undressing herself, picking up heavy objects. When she can't open a sippy cup or a lid, she opens it with her teeth! HER TEETH! She gives me a heart attack daily. Some people speculate that she does all these things by herself because she had to in her home life. Like no one was there to do things for her. I refuse to believe that. I refuse to believe that she was left to fend for herself. Can't. Won't.
There is so much more that I can write about this. How Parker has adjusted, how I have adjusted. But, I will save that for later. Also, I didn't want this to become an adoption/foster blog, but that is whats going on in our lives...So I guess I will write about it!