"It's all part of the body's healing process," she said.
Great, what fun. I've got a three-day job on a movie that's in town this week and I'm looking forward to the work. I'll get to see some friends, make some money and get out of the house. Eliza is wonderful as usual, but lately she's become very opinionated about what she wants to wear. She wants to wear pretty spring dresses and sandals. If only the weather would comply with her wishes. It will be nice to go out without an hour long battle to get a feisty toddler into weather-appropriate clothing. Although next time, I think I'm just going to take her out in the sundress and hope she learns why Mama wants her in pants.
But I'll miss my girl. I might not see her at all for three days. I've never gone three days in a row without seeing her. She's become so incredibly verbal now. She was always a big talker and has been speaking in sentences for a while. But now we can have an actual conversation. She seems to remember everything as well. She blows me away with the stuff she remembers. Unfortunately, I have no examples to cite to you now. The memory is so fleeting--what we think we will remember goes out of the mind as quickly as rain washes off a window.
Anyway, it's my last morning with my girl for a bit so I want to go sit with her. I was going to clean the bathroom but screw that. I want to sit side by side with my girl and eat cereal with raisins on the couch.