She loves being outside, and winter weather doesn't allow for nearly enough. Still, whenever possible, we bundle her up and set her free:
The only setback to being outside is that there are not pottys. She doesn't think it is worth the trip back inside, lest we make her stay there, so she has come in with wet pants one more than one occasion. That is a true lover of the outdoors, I say.
When trapped inside, we do our best to find diversion. She enjoys art in may forms. Sculpting (making snakes and snowmen out of pink Play-Doh), painting (with the extra peanut butter and jelly that dripped out of her lunch onto the table), and coloring, of course. Here are some examples from her on-going Green period:
She gets to play with Margot on occasion, and she spent the day with the three Crisp boys during Athan's last appointment (Thanks again to Erin!). We always look forward to time she gets to spend with friends, and when she's here at home, these "friends" are a royal treat, accompanying us for most activities of late:
She is endlessly creative. For instance, these instruments here were transformed inside of an hour from drumsticks to medical instruments for giving Mom "check-ups" to spoons for serving imaginary soup back to "whisk-es."
All in all, she seems to be doing well. Her appetite is finally back. The magic words right now are "burrito" (meaning anything at all wrapped in a tortilla), and "salad" (yes, she suddenly loves salad). She is super sweet to Athan, and has taken up calling him "Blue Eyes" (which makes her Brown Eyes, me Green Eyes, and Dad Brown Eyes, of course). She is sleeping better - whew. After lots of travel followed by some sickness, it is good to have Morgan back in full swing!
2 comments:
It breaks my heart that all of this wonderfulness is taking place millions of miles away... i hate kentucky...
we miss all of you so much :)
Aunt Brittany and Uncle Georgio
And we love having her! Her love of the outdoors explains why she kept looking to go outside with Harley when we'd let him out. :)
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