I spent many hours lying on my back because of injuries sustained in a car crash, and I put some of that time to good use. I tied tulle knot after tulle knot, and I was thrilled with the finished product.
Grace was less so.
She put the tutu on once, wore it for about four minutes, and then took it off. She wouldn't even touch it after that. The poor, rejected tutu was ignored for a few days in the living room, and eventually found its way to the closet in Grace's bedroom.
I was lachrymose.
But then, out of the blue, almost five months later, Grace said My spinning. My twirling. My dancing like a ballerina!
I jumped in, “Would you like to wear your special birthday tutu?”
She said yes!
And then she really spun and twirled.
Til she was dizzy.
She felt the tutu. She fluffed it. She made it fuller than I had imagined.
My so beautiful! she gushed as she twirled around the living room.
My so happy!
My love my tutu!
Spinning and twirling turned into playing with Little People and somersaulting around the living room.
And she had no idea that one afternoon of playing and being beautiful would make me so happy.
A few commenters on my Wordless Wednesday post asked if Grace was wearing her tutu for Halloween. She isn't. We got a costume a couple of weeks ago after a long struggle. She's going to be something else. More on that later.
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