Sylvia got 3 packages today. One was a care package from us, one was a stuffed animal she got for donating money to an animal rescue organization and one was a swiss army knife my dad sent her. She was a happy girl!
Wednesday is Physical Expression/Creative Expression day, so she went canoeing and made a winter outfit for her stuffed bunny, Mr. Bunny.
She rescued a friend from a giant spider.
For dinner she had quesadillas and grilled pineapple.
She’s learned how to fishtail braid her own hair.
I let her talk to my dad to thank him for the knife and they just chatted and chatted and it was the sweetest thing ever.
She tells me I MUST read Green Glass Sea.
They watched Doctor Who (a Matt Smith Episode) and the pilot for Grim. She enjoyed them, but she said Grim was terrifying!
It is her laundry day so I got to listen to her put her clothes in the dryer.
I’m having such a difficult time coping with the hospital. I think, “if I eat I’ll feel better, if I sleep I’ll feel better,” but I do those things and I’m still on a freaking hair trigger. Barf.
We had a short phone call before she had to go in for dinner. Some topics:
They made piñatas but they are still drying.
The chickens are loud.
It is cold. She had to keep switching hands so she could keep a hand in her pocket to warm up. She often calls us from outside because it’s quiet and there’s strong reception.
Tonight they are watching Doctor Who instead of a movie, but she didn’t know which Doctor.
She’s learning piano from another student!
She might call me again after dinner.
My mom is a pitiful mess this morning. They think her gallbladder might need to come out, so hopefully she’ll be in less pain after they do that.
The kids went to the Chalk Festival in Cleveland, which I still haven’t googled due to unusual levels of having to focus on other stuff. They had fun.
She played Football after they got home. She talked a little bit about how much fun the sports are there. Evidently she scored an “EPIC” touchdown.
She got her “makeover” this morning. Her roommate fixed her up as “modern day Snow White.” She promised there were pictures.
She ranted about the general obnoxiousness of adolescent boys and said if there were an adolescent boy emoji it would be an angry pile of poop.
She sounded pretty tired, but not unhappy.
They are having homemade pizza for dinner. She’s pretty excited about that.
My brain is mush.