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Namine’s Frozen medley
I learned two things today. First, if I have enough aluminum cans to fill my car, it can get us enough money to go see a movie. Second, I haven’t had a song stuck in my head like this since I saw Aladdin when I was twelve.
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Beautiful disaster
We prefer messes to perfection. The life of a parent is messy. There’s poop and vomit and grass stains and permanent markers and “How did you get that up your nose?” And you know what? We like it that way.
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Cute cacophony
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Jumping around
I’ve been writing a lot about how Namine is regaining strength in her arms and legs, and I think that’s awesome. It’s crazy to think that it’s already been nearly six months since the Fontan.
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Sleepover
I was supposed to write about a sleepover with Namine from a couple of weeks ago but then college got in the way. What are you gonna do? But, anyway, I was lucky enough to be home this weekend and got another sleepover to write about!
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Three’s company
As a parent, you find that some little girls play well together. And some… well, not so much.
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Everybody was kung fu fighting
I got home from work to hear Namine making kung fu noises. Turns out she found one of my games on the PS3’s hard drive – Invincible Tiger.
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You can’t win them all
You can encourage kids to play together, but you can’t make them get along. Not everyone is willing to learn, to compromise, to share; not everyone is open to the idea that different is not bad.
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“Games,” my butt
Last night I let Namine play on the laptop. She asked me if she could play Elmo games on the computer, so I went to sesamestreet.org. Rookie mistake.
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Father-daughter time
It’s not often that I get to accompany Namine to therapy, let alone take her all by myself.
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Playing doctor
One of Namine’s Christmas presents was a fold-out tent and tunnel. I don’t have a picture outside of the tunnel (Namine wouldn’t come out), but here’s a similar one from Amazon. She was so excited while I was setting it up that she literally (and yes, I do know what it means when I say…