The most important WORK you will ever do will be done within the walls of your own HOME. -Herold B. Lee

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Missing Macy

Gosh, I miss that girl! I hear she is doing just fine, and in the few days I've been gone, she has actually decided to replace me. Cheryl said that she has started calling her "momma". She cuddled with her for an hour each morning (Which she NEVER does). Also, when I left she could only crawl out of the port-a-crib. Tuesday, Cheryl laid her down to take a nap. She thought it was a great idea to take a nap herself! So she laid down in her bed and within 5 minutes she gets a knock on the door. "Hello! Hi! Hi!" Macy somehow climbed out of her crib, went upstairs, and found her "new" momma. That brings a smile to my face! Silly girl! 
I talked to my dad on Thursday. He wasn't exactly the happiest guy ever. He was in the middle of taxes ad had all the papers laid out on the floor. The phone rang and he left the room to answer it. He came back to the Destroyer (aka Macy) destroying all The papers. she had jumped on, crumpled, and ripped everything. And of course....she was all smiles! 
Mom told me that Macy has phases where she will only go to one person. She follows that person around the house all day and then randomly switches to someone else. There was a short moment when that person was my dad. Macy was watching tv with him and she decided she wanted his glasses. She grabbed for them about five times, each time my dad told her, "No". She ended up pulling them off his head, nearly destroying them. Dad tapped her hand and said, "No, no!"She got so upset, swung her arm back, and popped him in the nose. She then continued to beat Grandpa up by slugging him in the ribs and yelling at him. Umm... Can you say, "Like daughter, like father." :)
She loves the horses. She isn't the least bit afraid of them. I guess yesterday she went outside and tried climbing through the fence to get to them. 
I never thought I'd say this, but it's been a week and I miss her like crazy! I can't wait to get home and see my little girl. 

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