Seven was given this plush little doll with purple yarn hair for her birthday. She immediately ripped the doll's clothes off, made her "dance" with Sean (a beanie monkey), and named the doll Comet. Sev freaking loves this doll.
The other night, we were coming home from an errand. It was rainy, cold, and windy, and I wanted to get up the stairs and into the house fairly quickly. I was trying to hurry Seven up the stairs and out of the rain. She climbed the stairs, cuddling Comet, shielding her from the rain as any good mommy should. She kept whispering to the doll, "Shhhh... it's okay. It's okay, honey. It's okay!" I nagged at Sev to get up the stairs and to not dawdle. She looked Comet right in the eye and said, "Honey, I'm so proud of you, but I need to leave now. I'm going to leave you right... here.... honey. See you later." And then she kissed the doll and arranged her nicely on the stair, in the rain, face-up, and started walking up the stairs.
Just a moment ago, I went into Seven's room to tell her to stop playing, turn out the light, and take a nap. Her new thing is putting EVERY SINGLE TOY on her bed and playing with them quietly when she should be napping. I went in there and started to remove various toys from her bed (see: large pink plastic shopping cart, blocks, etc.). I started to pick up a box that holds these cards for a memory game. Sev was holding Comet, reached out for the box and held on for dear life, yelling, "But! But.. but... but! But... but-but-but-but-but MOM! Comet wants to lay in the box and watch Skeleton TV!!!" I then gave into the cuteness. I can still hear her in her room, playing with her toys. Comet is probably enjoying some Skeleton TV as I type.
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