There were times in Ch*na with Jillian, and immediately after coming home, that I thought she would never be able to live out any sort of ordinary. She was so frail, so broken, so trapped inside herself, so unable to love and interact that I doubted at times whether she could ever participate much in life. I didn't love her any less for it and was 100% willing to care for her as her momma regardless of the outcome, but the fact that she now can enjoy living...it sure makes spending time with my girls together decorating Christmas cookies that much more miraculous. She was right in the thick of things this year and even after having enough of decorating her cookies, she played in her packing peanut sensory bin in the kitchen so that she could be near us. Oh. the. JOY!
She LOVED putting on the sprinkles..one at a time with her pincer grasp.
She thought the red hot jar was a rocking shake-shake!
She even had a more than positive response to the icing.
She was hesitant to try it, but was sure to lick it up after getting a taste.
We had a wonderful time together.
Thanks M and J for sticking around to help us!
You three rocked it out for me!