I heard a little cry from Amelia towards the end of her nap-time, but then nothing else for about 15 minutes, so I guessed she had gone back to sleep. She had, but she made it this far first. This is how I found her, sound asleep, I was able to take two flash pictures before she woke up. She had needed her diaper changed, so that's what woke her in the first place. As I was changing her, she was complaining that her knee was hurting. I guess so!!
Ninneready means Dinner ready, and Amelia says this when she's hungry, but also lately when she's stalling her nap. Today was the first meal-time for some of the animals and so they needed their "bib-on" then it was "ninneready".
I had a perfect Rockwellian or Dickensian moment last night. I put up the tree after Amelia went to bed and was just putting the last ornaments on as she woke up. She started down the stairs backwards, complaining a bit, but then she saw the tree. I had turned most of the lights off so I could experience the tree. And Amelia has seen a couple of Christmas trees out and about and has really liked them. So, she completely stopped crying, said her version of "Christmas tree" and came down the rest of the stairs.She said "peety" for the first time without my saying itfirst. She was so happy, her eyes were shiny and she had such a beautiful soft smile as she carefully examined the decorations. It was really almost too perfect, like a made-for-tv-movie. (this picture is from this morning)
Why 'Carabeth Coping'? It all started many years ago as I stood looking at a puddle of honey on the carpet. I wondered what Martha Stewart would do. I realized that 1) it wouldn't have happened to her and 2) she'd have one of her minions clean it up. I thought to myself that if what Martha is doing is called living then I must be coping.