Spoiling Mimi

Last week I had an unexpected 'extra special' with Jade.

The three youngest Friesens were here for the morning,

and I took them home after lunch.

I was just ready to leave their place when

Jade burst into tears about having left her phone at our place.

I told her that I'd get it for her.

She looked at me like she knew that it would not be soon enough!

"I want to go with you!" she cried ... tears rolling down her face.

My plans for the afternoon just faded into the non-important ...

yet thinking I could maybe squeeze in some of what I'd planned

I told her that if she comes back to Mimi's she has to take a nap.

She promised. 

Riding home, the glimpses I got of her in the backseat were priceless.

Her blanket and 'whoossie" in her "packpack",

she could hardly believe her luck. 

"It's just me and you!" she said several times.

At our house she chose her bed,  asked me to cover her up

with an extra blanket and she went to sleep.

Apparently this was a miracle. 

She came down about 75 minutes later 

and we went to play in the playhouse.

The two story playhouse my H built

for our kids when they were small.

has a kitchen downstairs and a ladder going to a loft

that the kids have dubbed the bedroom. 

I ducked into the kitchen and we sat at the table

while she was busy preparing food.

After a while she said, "I put you to bed."

So up I went and curled up.

She brought me pizza and a hot dog

and three cups of tea ... huffing and puffing

four or five trips up and down  the ladder.

When I was done, she took the dishes and

looked down, both hands full, 

realizing she could not manage the ladder.

With sudden determination

she took the dishes and hucked them downstairs.

As they clattered on the linoleum, she stared after them

feeling she accomplished that quite well.

I had to laugh (quietly).

She laid down in the two square feet of space left,

closed her eyes for ten seconds and then

said she would go get breakfast.

Curled up at the top, by the ladder,

 I happily volunteered to help.

"No, you stay to bed, Mimi!" she firmly stated.

She climbed down and came back with a pot of soup

 and, taking turns, we enjoyed her delicious soup

from the pink pot.

And here I sit now,

thinking it like a dream that

one so little knows how to give so much!