Things Have Changed

Monday, February 18, 2019

Weekend in Valdosta

Hugs from Alina

All thigh

All smiles

Father & son

Mom made another wedding cake.

We took a stroller walk.

Dorothy demonstrated and narrated each piece of playground equipment for Andrew, who watched from his stroller.

Snuggles

Dorothy introduced Andrew to Baby Alive.

Camelias were all abloom.

Sunday, February 17, 2019

Dorothy discovers an LOL in her valentine

Saturday, February 16, 2019

The many faces of Dorothy while she watches morning videos

Thursday, February 14, 2019

Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

Monday, February 11, 2019

The only donut Dorothy knows is strawberry icing with sprinkles

After Saturday night Mass Dorothy was disappointed that there were no donut holes. I told her we could go to church again the next morning if she wanted a donut hole. She agreed. This was so pathetic that we took her straight to Krispy Kreme.

Sunday, February 10, 2019

The Sunday Funnies

Recently I'll ask Dorothy a simple question, and she'll give me a lengthy answer. It goes like this:
Me: Dorothy, do you want milk?
Dorothy: If I go like this, the answer is yes (she'll stamp her foot once, or wave her arm over her head, or similar). If I go like this, the answer is no (she'll stamp her foot twice, or wave her arm in front of her belly, or the like).
Then she will choose one of the motion options for me to interpret her answer.

We listen to audio stories that are often folk tales and origin stories. After each fantastical story, Dorothy will ask me, "That's not real, right?" I told her, "No, these are folk tales. The stories are pretend but some of the things they are talking about, like the sun and the ocean, are real." Dorothy responded, "They should be called fake tales."