I keep telling Fiala that she’s a genius. She’s smart, but I am more impressed by her… emotional intelligence. She’s two years old — just barely — and often more perceptive than any of us. She is the sweetest member of our family, deeply concerned when someone gets a boo boo, or gets in trouble, or has a hard time with something, ready to give hugs and words of consolation, celebrating — with visible relief and joy — when the difficulty has passed. Likewise, she notices and files away into her memory things that make people happy, and will frequently say something like, “Great dinner, Mama!” simply because she knows it brings a smile to my face, and she’ll receive sincere thanks and some lovin’ in reply. She acts with similar kindness and encouragement to everyone. Recently, she has started asking just about everyone, “Hi! How are you doing?” because she has noticed how happily everyone responds to a two-year-old who is sincerely concerned with their well-being. She is simply a gift of God to our family; I become more and more convinced that God knows we need. 🙂
Her restricted diet gets more and more difficult to manage as she gets older. If you’re 12 months old, and you’re eating something different than the rest of the family, you’re not that likely to notice. But, if you’re 24 months old, and you really like eating, it becomes a source of frustration and sadness that you can’t eat what everyone else is enjoying.
At lunch on Thursday, we had a similar exchange. Fiala had her Fi-safe lunchmeat, carrots, and farinata. She was particularly desirous of the pepperoni and cheese that others were having. I sometimes give her a bit of sheep’s milk romano, but she really wanted a whole slice of provolone. “No, Fi. I’m so sorry. This cheese will hurt your skin, honey. And your tummy. I can’t give it to you.”
Fiala was quiet for a while, thinking.
Then, she piped up, in a heart-achingly hopeful voice, “Cheese makes me better, Mama!”
I about laughed and wept at the same time.
Posted on November 13, 2010, in Allergies, Cooking/Baking/Food/Recipes, Family, Funny Stuff, Health, Medical Stuff, Motherhood, Parenting, Sad Things, Sweet stories, The Kids. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.