This morning, Emmi ran down the stairs and slid under my desk.
"I hiding!" She giggled, while holding her fingers to her lips and "shushing" me.
"Who are you hiding from, Ems?"
She looked at me confused. "You." Oh. Of course. I should have known. I went back to work, pretending not to see her hiding at my feet under my desk.
After a few minutes, she jumped out. "BOO!"
I pretended to startle. She giggled and ran off, yelling, "Got Mommy. Scare you."
I shook my head laughing, wondering how many times I had played this game. Then realized. No, I had played this games many times with Jill. Never with Emmi. Then I sat there amazed. My child who six months ago could barely communicate, my child who we were once told would never sit, crawl, walk, talk, was now running through the house communicating a whole game with me.
You're right, Emmi, you did get Mommy. But you didn't scare me. It's more like amaze, astound, and make me so very proud.
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That is awesome!!! I am not surprised, though. Emmi continued to just blow all predictions of her capabilities out of the water time and time again. She is an amazing child.
How awesome! She sounds like such a sweet little girl.
I fully expect Emmi to be one of those Olympians you read about, such as the one who had polio and couldn't walk as a child but who ended up as a track star, that sort of thing.
How awesome. I agree with what your mother wrote.
I'll keep checking back to see about Jill.
serious chills.
all over.
what a wonderful and heartwarming story.
prayers for many more!
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