I wish I wrote down every funny little observation she makes, because all her little comments make me smile. Just tonight at bedtime, I was reading her and Annie the story of Jesus' parents losing him at the temple in Jerusalem. At the end of the story, I said, "And Jesus was obedient to his parents from then on. He didn't run away from them ever again." Delaney said with a little grin, "I run away from you sometimes when you're fixing my hair."
She is my little helper. Today at the commissary, she walked along with me, and helped grab things off the shelves and put them in the cart. While we were in line, she helped by getting the items out from underneath the cart, which I really do appreciate since I have a baby in a carrier. She is eager and happy to help. All I have to do is ask. As I already mentioned, she plays with Timmy, allowing me more time to sit on my duff and check Facebook. She is proud of her role of helping with Timmy, asking me if she can "babysit" him. While Annie's down for her nap, I let Delaney "babysit" him as he plays on the floor, with only loose supervision. I am proud of her for growing into such a great big sister.
|One of Delaney's keepsakes: a photo of her with Dallas the dog, given to her by Tim's cousin Sindi. It is displayed on a shelf in her and Annie's room.|
|Self-portrait of the artist as Humpty-Dumpty?|
She is getting more excited by the day about her daddy coming back home. Every time she eats a jellybean, she says, "Another day closer.." and "That's not a lot of jellybeans!" I am happy for her that she gets him back, and happy for Tim that he doesn't have to be deprived of her for much longer. I take her for granted most of the time because she's my "easy kid," but she really is terrific.