Days +116-118: Fun with Grandma

Mina Brigitta continues to do well. She's eating better, has more and more energy, and her stools have settled into a healthy once a day average. The only nagging worry is this new rash on her legs. I think it might be getting a little worse, but it's hard to tell. Hopefully it'll go away before they decide they need to a skin biopsy.

She was very happy to see her Grandma. Isaac too, for that matter. Mina's been following her around like a shadow ever since she arrived. This morning Grandma took her out for a walk, and she didn't want to come back in. Eventually they came back to pick up a PBJ and some milk, and then went right back out again. But an era has passed: Mina no longer says "Momma's Momma" unless you prompt her. She's moved up to "Gamma".

The other thing that's been fascinating to watch is how elaborate her rituals of taking care of her baby are becoming. Baby goes down for a nap, brushes her teeth, takes a bath, and we're pretty much setting the table for 5 these days (6, with Gamma here). Even though she has about 8 baby dolls, the only one she takes care of this way is "waah baby", which is the doll she got from Anta Kristy and Uncle Bill last Christmas that either cries or laughs when you press its chest. She still has to comfort the baby whenever someone makes it cry. The most interesting thing she's doing is taking baby to "pole house" (hospital). She usually says our bedroom is pole house, and then she bundles the baby in the stroller and wheels her in there. I guess she's going to pole house a lot, so it's only natural. Come to think of it, it's such a part of her life that it's entered her regular vocabulary: when she says goodbye, she sometimes says something that sounds like "you week!" That comes from her trips to the pole house, where everyone says goodbye to her by saying "See you in a week!"