….pat yourself on the back, as Grace did today. She gagged on a piece of butternut, then bent slightly forward and started patting herself on the back.
One of my favourite parts of today was sitting at Vida, having a cup of coffee and sharing a punnet of strawberries with Grace. Donné had gone for a facial and after some errands Grace and I sat down to wait for Donné. We chatted a bit and shared the strawberries (Grace ate about three quarters of it!) and then Grace started running around (she ran and danced in circles around a leaf on the ground), pushing the trolley and just having fun.
This morning Grace was still going on about the butterfly garden being very sad, so I asked her, "Grace, why is the butterfly garden very sad?" to which she replied, "That's just the way it is." Which is apparently a Duncanism.
Things that made my heart go boom-pity-boom today:
Grace's ability to describe and retell things has improved remarkably over the last while. Like this afternoon when I asked her which episodes of Dora she had watched while I was putting up shelving brackets, she quickly responded, "Butterfly one, piggie one." It used to be difficult to know if she was telling us what actually happened, or what happened on another day, but her accuracy and ability to convey the information is significantly better.
With Grace being a bit hesitant to jump off of things with a bit of height she decided to add a new phrase to her pre-jumping routine. This morning she walked towards the edge of the bed and said, “So maybe jumping.”