Julianna teaches us to not take things so seriously. It’s simple yet profound. And a lot of fun! Here are some examples.
Our daughter has a beautiful inside, but she’s also concerned about the outside. She loves fashion. In her world, fancy always trumps plain: she appreciates color, texture, embellishment and sparkle.
Note: She does give passes. I am allowed to wear my 10-year-old gray t-shirt if I’m not leaving the house. Steve and Alex are exempt from her sartorial demands:
J: I like boys the way they are. They’re handsome.
Every morning, I stop by Julianna’s room before I go to work for a wardrobe check.
3 Nov 2015
I walk into Julianna’s room.
J: I approve!
M: Thank you, Julianna.
J: Your scarf makes your eyes sparkle!
M: Julianna, you say the nicest things. You make people feel good.
J: I love your eyes. They are beautiful
M: Thank you, J – I don’t think they are nearly as beautiful as yours, though
J: They are like mine. They’re brown.
M: Yes, they’re similar – you’re my daughter, after all.
We look into each others eyes for a while. So much love.
J: Ok, this is getting weird.
As previously disclosed, Julianna is not patient. She likes to PLAY, and everything else (phones, treatments, conversation about logistics) is not worth her time. In this photo, J was having a “picnic”. Julianna has never been on an actual picnic, but she loves to pretend. Standard picnic fare for J includes marshmallows, strawberries and chocolate pudding and (sometimes) green beans. It’s cute, and we wanted to take a picture.
J: Dad, can you cross my arms?
Steve: Ok, why?
J: I am waiting for you to be done.
This is what happens when you ask J a leading question.
Feb 2015 — I am tucking J in for the night.
M: Do you want to say a prayer to God?
J: I love you, God
M: That’s nice.
J: He is nice to me.
J: He gives good things with bad things.
M: Have you had bad things?
M: What? You never had poison!
J: But Snow White did…
24 Jan 2015 – conversation in the morning
J: If I was a warrior, I’d get rid of bad guys.
M: You’re not a warrior?
J: No, I’m just a little girl.
M: I think you’re a warrior. You’re brave and have fought a lot of things.
J: rolls her eyes. Oh my gosh!