Monday, October 28, 2013

Lately Tatiana has been climbing into bed with us.  She says she gets lonely.  Because of Scotland's sleep machine, to cuddle I have to move to the middle of the bed.  Friday morning about 6am, she climbed into bed and snuggled down into the space I had left.  I was too tired to take her back to bed or even do more than notice and then fall back asleep.  I have been worn down from being sad for Bernie's family.  I had work clothes in the laundry room, so I left her in bed.  If she knew I was leaving for work, she would think it was wake up time.  She tried Sunday morning, but I took her back to bed.  She tried this morning too.  It was so adorable.  She brought her milk and her stuffed Minny.  I don't think I would have known but I heard her talk softly to herself as she settled in.  She cried when I told her she had to go back to bed.  This happened when I was getting up for work.  She had to go potty. 

This weekend I tried putting the potty lid on the toilet seat.  Because of her size it did not go well.  Between the toilet seat and the potty lid in order for her knees to bend, she had to sit so far forward that she peed on the seat.  Which upset her for obvious reasons. 

At Sunday school, we said the Lord's Prayer.  Tatiana told the other kids that her Cuddly Bear says the Lord's Prayer.  They were looking at her like she was making it up, and I said "It is true".  The teacher looked at me and I explained that if you press its tummy, it says it.  She thought that was the neatest thing. 

She wore her Ladybug Fairy costume to her Friday gym/crafts/swimming class.  Scotland got photos.  She looked adorable.  She told me about the other kids in the class.  She also said she got in trouble because she was playing with the "boy in the blue shirt instead of sitting on the line" 

One of her favorite playground games is "Shop".  The playsets seem to have little window areas.  You sit on one side, and she is on the other.  You request stuff and she brings it to you.   Then you pay her with wood chips or whatever is on the ground. She likes telling you she that she doesn't have what you ask for, but she does have this other thing. 

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