28 June 2005

Momma Feexed My Nigh-nigh

My two-year old daughter has been sleeping in her crib since she was born. We knew it was time to move her to a real bed but couldn't find the funds to buy one. So yesterday my wife removed the crib, baby-proofed the room, and simply moved the mattress to the floor. Before this, my daughter had to play in her brother's room, but now she has her own room in which to play. She was beside herself with excitement. She played, napped, and spent the night in her room. At dinner she still had the "I'm all grown up now" glow about her. She started to say something. She grew thoughtful, scrunched up her face and fumbled for the rights words to fit her happiness..."Momma...nigh-nigh...my....feexed (fixed)...momma...nigh-nigh...("nigh-nigh" is bed" At last she got it together, "Momma feexed my nigh-nigh" (Momma fixed my bed). It was her most meaningful sentence yet. Her mother was very pleased and proud. This morning when I got up at 6:45, she greeted me at her door, "I'm up! I'm up! I'm up." She had gotten herself out of her own bed and was very proud of it. We are too.

Peace

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