Sometimes her one-liners are lectures.
Fall mornings can be a bit rushed. After her respiratory treatment, she gets dressed and does FaceTime with her kindergarten class. This morning, Grandma is doing her best to get dressed in time for circle time. It’s apparently not fast enough for J.
J: I need bottoms. Do you know anything about modesty?
Patience is not J’s thing.
I’m getting J ready for bed, and she keeps asking for a toy. I ask her to be patient.
J: I don’t like patient.
J: It’s boring.
M: But God wants you to be patient.
J: Don’t worry. It’s still boring!
J is very thorough.
J has been playing with her toy nativity scene. She knows about the wise men with their frankincense and myrrh. Her amazing nurse (the same one who helped her fly a kite) somehow produces real frankincense and myrrh and presents it to Julianna. She just happened to get it from a monastery in Eastern Europe. Impressive, right?
J: Where’s the gold?
Bedtime is also not Julianna’s thing.
Just before bedtime, J asks for a sip of water. I am reluctant because I’m afraid that she’ll choke. She persuades me, takes a sip and chokes. I feel awful. J insists that she’s OK.
We move on to bedtime prayer. At the end, she says:
J: Julianna is OK even though she choked. Tell God.
M: Ok. If you say it’s OK, , it’s OK.
J: God helps everyone. He tells everyone the truth.
M: You’re right.
J: God said Julianna is not tired.
Manners are important.
Bedtime with J. I’m on my laptop ordering a Mother’s Day present.
J: Mom, can you exercise my legs?
M: OK, can you hold on a minute while I order something for Homie?
J: Not order. You have to say please.
May 2015 – Julianna tells me about her dream
J: I’m big, I can walk and I tell people what to do.