Aw. She's still there.
Recently Em was talking about us needing a "fly swiper" to get rid of a bug that was pestering her. She also said she was cold and had "chilly bumps" on her arms.
Those terms make 100% sense.
She's coming along. As I type she's sitting next to me reading Flat Stanley - His Original Adventure. I read a chapter. Then it's her turn. Another Flat Stanley book was read for her summer reading log...along with about 39 other books with a variety of topics/lengths.
I reckon we're doing the George Jefferson: Movin' On Up.
Remember that song & sitcom from back in the good ole days?
We stopped at the Sno Cone stand last Friday. It's sorta our weekly routine to get her a treat. As she's chompin' on her Coconut ice delight - with creme flavoring - she started up about Barney Fife and a little girlfriend he shared his sno cone with - when he was a little boy.
She laughed and relayed how he was griping to Andy that the little girl sucked all the juice out of the cone and gave him back a ball of unflavored ice....that IF he could do it all over again, he'd....
Well. You know Barney and his silliness.
This Little Miss is full of silly, too.
Uncle Skipper's coming to town tomorrow, and she'll have met her match.
Looks like I'll spend the next 6 afternoons/evenings saying, "Uhm. That's really not something little ladies need to say/do."
Her reply, "Yeah, b-u-t Skipper...."