Yesterday I went out and did what I said I'd do for months now -- bought myself a Smartphone! It's a Droid, made by Verizon, and I LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT even though I can't for the life of me figure out half of what it's able to do. (Calling David Lednicer: How about a Thanksgiving tutorial?:)) Anyway...I bought a pink cover so I can see it and there is no way it's going to fall into the hands of The Little Girl. Although she immediately figured out it was a phone when she spied it this morning.
Tonight, it was rainy and windy and cold and miserable, a reminder of why I hate living in Oregon for 8 months out of the year. I couldn't bear to take her outside of daycare, so when I picked her up (it's in the basement of a Baptist church), we sat on a cushioned bench while she held her dolly (from daycare) and I watched her.
"Stay right here," she said. "I'm going away. I'm taking my dolly."
And she walked a little ways away. "Rachel, please come back!" I implored. She must have heard the wistfulness in my voice, because she came running back, so I got to scoop her in my arms. I am so cognizant of the day that will come when she will leave for good that it breaks my heart to think about her even kidding about it. It's why I couldn't sing a song called "Kilkelly Ireland" on the way to daycare today. It's about a father in Ireland writing to his son in America, telling him about all the news back home and begging him to come for a visit. The sadness in the song is so palpable that I had to stop after the first two verses.
A couple minutes later, on my lap, she asked me to give her some of her bitten-into apple she didn't finish at lunch. After I gave her a piece or two, she said, "I take a piece." So she bit into the apple, handed me the piece (which is what I do for her on the way home from daycare) and said, "Here, Mommy. Want a piece?"
I was so touched that I said yes. Maybe she won't be leaving so soon, after all.
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