Counting Kisses is a silly little game I play with my daughter, Jessie, who happens to have Down syndrome. It goes like this..."How many kisses can I have?" We negotiate. How ever many kisses she allows, I search for just the right spot, counting each kiss as I go. It's silly and fun and a favorite part of most every day.
Friday, March 12, 2010
For days Jessie had known that we were planning a picnic at the park, with our friends Heather and Joshua. All along I'd told her, IF IT DOESN"T RAIN ON THURSDAY. Of course, last night I could tell it was going to rain, so I went ahead and gave her the bad news. She has such a completely broken hearted cry at times, you would do anything to make it better. I was scrambling, trying to come up with something that would ease her disappointment. "We'll have an indoor picnic. Remember, like on Caillou, we'll spread out our blanket." She wasn't sure at first what she thought about that idea, but by this morning she was excited about it. By the time it was actually time to go, it had dried up enough to go to the park after all, but now she was sold on the indoor picnic! When it was time to pack our lunch, Jessie got her own little cooler/lunchbag and packed Capri Sun's for herself and Joshua. She also packed them some fruit snacks, crackers and yogurt raisins. She was very matter of fact about it. She packed those things, then brought the bag to show me. She was proud to have done it by herself.
Once at Heather's house, Jessie and Joshua got busy spreading their blankets, his Tigger blanket, her heart blanket.
Getting it just right......
While Jessie was eating her sandwich, Joshua read her a book
Turkey sandwich with mayo and ketchup, her strange new favorite sandwich
After lunch, outside to swing a little bit......
then back in for a little treat. Heather had made homemade cinnamon rolls, so yummy with ice cream. Jessie and Joshua scarfed up some ice cream and came back for more.
Next, they concentrated so intently on painting some Christmas ornaments. I know it's not
Christmas time, but.....we will enjoy having them next year.