Friday, May 20, 2011

She Loves Her Daddy


I know I have made mention of this before but I need to reiterate how much Adeline loves her Daddy.  If Daddy could tend to everyone of her needs, she would be perfectly content.  While she still thinks I am a pretty cool individual, Miss Adeline adores her Daddy.  When told to take something home to, "Show Mommy," Adeline reminds her teachers that she is going to go home and show her work to Daddy.   If  I am the one that plans on attending her school function, Adeline has to be prepped or she will throw a fit when she sees me there without her Daddy.  Whenever Adeline and Lila pretend play, guess who is ALWAYS the Daddy?  When asked what car we should take, Adeline always picks Daddy's.  She loves all things boy, especially, her Daddy!

Summer Birthday

 Miss Adeline celebrated her summer birthday during her last week of preschool.  She celebrated with her buddy Anthony.  They were a very cute pair.  I never spend time in her classroom and decided this would be a fun event to attend.  I was amazed at what I saw.  Miss Adeline listened to the directions the first time, totally understood she was celebrating her birthday, and blended into the class (mainly the boys because the girl desperately wishes she was one).

Anthony and Adeline were the first students served and it took some time to pass out all of the other ice cream sundaes.  While Adeline was waiting at her table full of boys, one of the boys started talking about going to a fair.  Adeline said she was going to go too.  I looked at her and asked if she knew what a fair was and her response was, "Something for boys."  After I explained what it was, Adeline went into one of her, all too common, tangents about going to a fair.  It involved a Thomas the Train ride and his smoke stack shooting out candy instead of smoke.  Adeline, apparently, stuck her hands out to catch the candy.  She held up her hand and showed all the boys how the candy stuck to all of her fingers.  The story went on and on.

What is interesting, besides this being completely made up, is that all the boys were quiet and listening with great interest.  This little one pound preemie, with her raspy voice, took control of the table with another one of her made up tales.  These tales are awfully cute but worry me to some degree.  Sometimes I think she believes that she did these things because she is telling her tale with such enthusiasm.  What really baffles me is that she uses an amazing amount of complex language when fictionalizing her life but, when asked what she did yesterday, she gives a very short response or can't remember.


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I should note that The Belle blew her candle out all by her self.  This has been tough in the past due to poor oral motor control.