Marleigh has actually done an AMAZING job with her eye patch. The first day was pretty rough. I can't imagine what a challenge it was for her. We covered up her strong eye, the only eye she was really using to see. For the first hour and forty-five minutes, there was nonstop fussing, whining, and crying. I kept trying to reassure her that it was for her own good. That by wearing her eye patch, it would help her. FINALLY, with 15 minutes to go, she came to me very matter of fact and said, "Well, I guess crying and fussing isn't doing me any good, so I'll just be happy to wear my eye patch." That was it. Not a single whine or complaint since. Seems like an awfully mature and brave three year old if you ask me! We did buy her happy face stickers and power cat stickers to decorate her eye patch every day. She really seems to enjoy that part. The doctor had mentioned she would probably shy away from activities with her eye patch on, because they would be more difficult using her weaker eye. He said that if she was content watching a movie, to just let her do that. However, Marleigh has been coloring, playing outside, and doing all her normal activity. I am so proud of her!
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The other night, Marleigh was in taking a bubble bath. Kade was wandering through out the house fussing (which is out of character). He went to the bathroom door and was knocking on it. Then he was back out into the living room. Finally, I said, "What do you want, Bubba?" He ran down the hall, back to the bathroom door. Plain as day he said, "I want in bath!" Marc heard it too, so I know I am not crazy! We've been a bit concerned that he isn't speaking very clearly, but he enunciated every syllable of, "I want in bath!" So what was I to do, but strip him down and put him in the tub with his big sissy?!? He instantly started smiling and laughing. Little stinker was so happy he got his way. He made one mistake, though. Now that we know that he CAN talk, he isn't going to get by with grunting and pointing his finger at things!
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Tonight, while making dinner, Kade hijacked one of my oven mitts. It is the kind that you can make it look like it talks when you put your hand in it. He grabbed it, put it on his hand, and went on a dead run after Marleigh, yelling, "RRRRRRRRRRR!" She squealed and ran. I really think she was scared of him. He was very proud of himself for terrorizing his big sissy. His, "RRRRRRR!", turned into him laughing at her for squealing, which led to her laughing uncontrollably, as well.
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I read two books to Marleigh every night in her bed with her before she goes to sleep. After reading the books last night, she very gently patted my face and said, "You're a pretty good Mommy. I think I'll keep you." The feeling is mutual, baby girl! :)
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