This morning e ate steak for the first time. Granted it didn't exactly look like what you and I would call steak since it was puréed, but it was beef. She didn't eat much for E, but when I brought out the bowl again a little later, I set up the iPad to Skype with my dad. She seemed to remember Grandpa Great and smiled a lot with her mouth open, so I successfully put the food in. Next we went by the church to drop off some tapes for a book sale, then shopped at Trader Joe's. She fell asleep in the car on the way home but woke up and took her bottle at home. So we went on to Safeway to finish our grocery shopping. At noon she ate some pears and beets without much enthusiasm, and I left her strapped into her high chair beside me while I finished my lunch. She was very quiet; after a few minutes I looked over, and the poor child had fallen asleep sitting up. I unstrapped her, carried her upstairs and laid her in the crib without her waking. I felt bad that I hadn't been paying closer attention to her. I guess she was tired!
She is such a loving little girl. She smiles a lot and hugs me when I take over each morning. She often initiates play now, rolling a ball to me or pulling my hair. I will miss her so much when my weekly visits end.
It's the simplest things that get to you, isn't it, and there's no way to tell!
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