This weekend was full of perfect Pip visits. Jake and I were able to be civil to each other, but we agreed we could have easily fought over Pip’s affection the whole weekend. Tooth and nail I tell you. She was a pure delight to be around. Smiley, charming and silly.
When Piperjane moved rooms recently, they really didn’t want us bringing a lot of stuff with us. Clothes and toys only. So we’ve tried to be good about it, but we finally caved and decided to bring Pip’s chair with us on Saturday. Jake kept mentioning that Pippy would sit on the ground when playing with her toys and since that’s kind of gross in a hospital, we decided it would be ok to stretch the rules.
Piper has always liked this chair that Jake made for her, but this is different. It’s like she suddenly understands it’s function, and that it’s just for her. She laughed when I sat in it, she laughed when her pink blanket “sat” in it and she entertained herself the whole day simply getting in and out of the chair. Sitting down, smiling, standing back up, looking quite pleased with herself, making sure we noticed her grand accomplishment, then repeating. It was hysterical. On Sunday she did the same thing, but added sitting in our laps to the rotation. She had us in stitches. This is seriously great material for a 4 year old.
When it was time to settle down and get ready to go home, we had some snuggle time in her bed. I started feeling the first signs of a cold (you know that little tingle in your nose/throat/ears?) on Sunday and I’m sad to say it’s full force today (monday). I couldn’t go up to visit her, so I’m extra happy to see these pictures and remember that the visits we had were perfect down to the last minute. I’m also happy after realizing she shares my huge love for Alice In Wonderland since she carried Alice around with her everywhere. Piper Jane’s love for little figurines will never falter.
I’ve really been having an extra amped up love for Piperjane lately. Like we have a new bond since she’s been more little girl instead of baby-girl. I’ve always had this fear that the older she gets, the harder this whole thing will be. It’s true in some ways, but it’s not true in others. For one, we still have her, and she is blossoming more beautifully than I ever imagined. She is smart and funny in her own right. She gets things that I never thought her little mind could put make sense of. She’s really a special little thing, my Pip. Excuse me while I go cry in my sick bed.
I needed to see her today.