Em: Mama I wan Dowa Juice
Me: Okay, Sweet Girl. I'll bring you some juice in your Dora cup.
Em: Can I have boobberries.
Me: No, we're about to eat. You can have blueberries after dinner.
Em: OH (in a high pitched, "I get it" voice.) UMMMM wan cheese.
Me: No snacks til after dinner. Do you want a grilled cheese sandwich?
Em: Yeah! Mama?
Me: Yes, Goose.
Em: Can wan Dowa snacks.
Me: Go outside with your juice until dinner is ready.
Em: OH, OK!! Bye, Mama, I luv you.
Painful I tell ya.
Emery wanted to go outside the other day and I said not, because she didn't have shoes or pants on. I went to the bathroom and she was outside. My blood boiled! I looked and she had her princess shoes one but no pants. I went outside to play with her. Pickin my battles, at least she had her shoes on.
She's a nut, one last story. On your way to school:
Me: Em where you going today?
Em: Shcool. (I didn't misspell that) Mama, where's Etan?
Me: Em where is Ethan, baby?
Em: New class.
Me: Yes, Ethan is in a new class with new friends.
Em: YAY!
This happens ten times on the way to school. Ethan hasn't been in her class for months!!! He went to a new school closer to his house!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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Hi Em
My name is Jenna. you are a special miracle from god, a gift from above, earthly angel. You are full of happiness, life, smiles, joy, fun,love, and spunk.
Emery is too cute! I love the Little Em stories, she is beautiful too.
I was born with a rare life threatening disease, and have 14 other medical conditions, and developmental delays.
I wrote this poem
Each of us are Special
Each of us different,
No one is the same
Each of are us are unique in our own way,
Those of us who have challenges, we smile through our day.
Those who of us who have challenges, we smile through our day.
It doesn't matter what others say
we are special anyway.
What is forty feet and sings? the school chior
http://www.miraclechamp.webs.com
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