We walked in on Sunday to family time, a jovial combination of playing, bickering and talking at once and we dove right in. Visitors came by and we ate soup together and made a foam picture with sticky little colored foam pieces that were all over the bed, their father's shirt and my sleeve by the time we were through. Grandpa moved into the role of glitter gluer in spite of having a phobia about that. Let me tell you, I would have paid any amount of money for a picture of that.
Aiyana ate and drank and then she was up up up and down the hall walking with her groupies as we sang little songs. She went almost all the way around the floor, and that made twice in one day! That is mighty Supercalifragalisticexpealidocious.
Her sister and brother are so great, so strong, so aware of how they give their parents comfort and continuity. We are proud of what they do every day. They are stepping up in school, at home, and with each other. That is enormously important so their folks can concentrate on what needs to be done and prepare for the day everyone will be together as a family again. Like before. Aiyana, you keep it up, eating and drinking and exercising, and you'll be homeward bound before you know it.
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