Melancholy Girl and FROZEN paraody

So on Saturday we left Gator with Mr. Jason in Boyd for 2-3 weeks more of training. He was a super fast learner when we was in training before so we are hoping he still is.  We went to Cabella's on the way to Boyd, Texas.

Shopping with Daddy & Gator Dog



After we left Cabella's we told her we had about 40 more minutes and we had to leave Gator.  We had been talking about this for almost two weeks, but now she realized we were serious and she was not happy at all.

I love my Gator Dog!

Uh-uo . . .  This is really about to happen?
 

So we left Gator and are praying he does his refresher and learns his new skills quickly. Miss Grace is NOT at all happy that he is gone and she has been emotional and having meltdowns like we have not seen in a long time. Pray for her. Pray for Gator as I know he misses her. Pray for me and 827. The days are dragging by. I had come to take for granted the ease at which we were finally adjusting too.

Melancholy girl

 

Practicing our letter writing in shaving cream. Pre-K homework is messy & fun.

Being a snake in a pit at OT

After church fun at Target
 

So we all know Miss Grace will eat very little table food.  We have actually stopped feeding therapy until we go inpatient in January.  I (selfishly) wanted a holiday season with very little stress.  Feeding is extremely stressful for Grace and for me. So we are on a break for a few weeks and she is enjoying as many tapioca bread and sunbutter sandwiches as she wants.  Forget trying to get a vegetable in her.  This morning at therapy one of the other feeding Mom's shared this video with me.  I died laughing. Grace doesn't just refuse vegetables, she refuses almost everything, but the frustration of the parents and the lengths you go through to get your child to eat are so very relatable.

Do you want to build a snow..errr.... eat Broccoli?
Does this look like your house at meal time?
As a family that has watched Frozen 100 times and listened to the soundtrack another 12,596 times, we now equate our nightly plight to get our 4 year old to eat to Anna, knocking on that door, ever so sweetly trying to coax her sister to break out of the rut and join her in a better, healthier life. And that's why we had to make this song.. Who knows? She's such a Frozen addict, maybe this'll get her to eat Broccoli.


So with that I leave you with this giggle . . .