When I looked at the title of my last post I realized that it might not have come across quite like I thought. What I meant was that the hardest part was behind us and we could kind of coast down the hill now. I actually stopped to think if uphill or downhill was the correct metaphor, but anyway, now I've explained myself...sort of.
More progress: Dave is in the bathroom giving Grace a bath and I am out here typing. Today at lunch she sat on his lap and let him feed her as well. All I hear from the bathroom right now is, "thank-you, thank-you, thank-you" as Grace hands every plastic stacking cup to Dave. Have I mentioned she likes to hand things to people? It's Friday afternoon and tomorrow we leave for Guangzhou. We're more than ready at this point as it's been raining steadily all day and we haven't gotten out of the hotel much the past three days. In the week that we've been here we've seen exactly two other Westerners and basically only spoken to our guide (who we see for a few hours a day, tops) and each other. It's time for some diversity. Today would have been nice as we had a trip to a park and an outdoor market planned, but I guess there's a Typhoon somewhere off the coast and it's been pouring all day. Instead we went to a covered market for a little while. We got Sophie and Lily each a jade heart necklace on a red thread, just like Grace has. And Mommy got some jade necklaces as well.
Grace has been very happy and smiley today. We've decided that although she may be behind in her speech development, she has not suffered at all in the fine and gross motor skills department. She has the most dextrous fingers of a 20 month old I've ever seen. If I didn't know better (which I guess I don't) I'd swear she'd been trained to pick locks or string beads or something. She can open any container, screw the cap on and off the water bottle, hold a baby food jar with one hand and scrape the sides clean with a spoon in the other. And in addition to pooping on the potty (three times now!) she goes up and down stairs alternating feet with only one foot per stair. It's obvious that the foster family spent some good quality time with her.
As far as her size goes, I don't have any official measurements yet. Our bathroom scale says I weigh 125 lbs (not Kilos, lbs) so we know that's not right. I'd say she weighs close to 20 lbs give or take. The dresses I brought are 18 month size and they fit fine, but the pants in the same size are too big. She's definitely petite, but I can't tell where she is compared to, say, Isabel (her cousin who is the same age) She's very proud of all her new clothes. If she doesn't have something to hand people, then she points to her dress to show them instead.
Well, I've tried four times to post pictures and they just won't work. I'll try again later if possible. Also, a little birdie told me that there are lots of comments on the blog. We can't wait to read them when we get home. If there's anything that can't wait until then just email us at shojnacki@sbcglobal.net
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