My blog postings have suffered over the past week. Presley and Paxten lost their great grandmother Peaches. I know that neither of them will remember her, but she was an important person to almost every other family member that Presley and Paxten have; therefore, she is more important to them than they'll ever know, and that's okay because that is life.
One thing that did happen that I thought was sweet:
Presley saw Peaches's bed and asked if that was the bed that Peaches fell out of.
Me: Yes, it is.
P1: Did she cry?
Me: Yes, she probably did, but it's okay because she's gone and not in pain any more.
P1: Is Charlie sad?
Me: Yes Presley, we're all sad.
P1: Why?
Me: Because we're going to miss her.
P1: Why?
Me: Because we won't see her any more.
P1: I want to give Charlie a hug and make him feel better.
(At this I started crying. I asked her to repeat what she said to see if I heard her correctly, and I did. I gave her a hug and took her out to see Charlie, but she saw that Diego was on TV and decided that she wanted to watch it instead, and I thought that was funny too.)
Presley is a very sweet girl. Even if she doesn't understand everything completely, she has a lot of sweet thoughts and tendencies already. She's sweet like a pink donut with rainbow sprinkles on it.
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