"Emma V.I.P.! Emma V.I.P!" If I heard that statement once, I heard it a hundred times that week.
The third week of April, Emeline was the V.I.P. (Very Important Person) in her Kindergarten class. (And while I see you're going there, let's have none of that "Third week of April?! This is the third week of May!" conversation. You know how awful I am at keeping up with this blogging business! :P) ANYWAY...I have no doubt in my mind that this experience--Being V.I.P--would easily place in the "Top Ten Best-Ever Events In My Life," if Em were to create such a list.
First thing in the morning, Monday morning that week, I say, "Emma, it's time to wake up."
Uninteligible mumbling. Roll over. Slap hands in mom's direction. "Go 'way!"
"Emma, it's time to wake up. It's a school day!"
Eyes pop open. Girl pops up. "Sool! Emma V.I.P. Oh, yeah! Emma V.I.P.!" And off she goes, running for the bathroom, ready and eager for the day.
3:30 p.m. I am there to pick her up. "How was school today?" I ask.
"Emma V.I.P. Good day. Emma V.I.P."
5:00 p.m. Daddy gets home. Emma runs out to meet him. "Daddy home!"
"Hi honey! How was school today?"
"Emma V.I.P. Good day! Emma V.I.P.!"
"What did you do as V.I.P. today?"
"Good day. Emma V.I.P."
5:30 p.m. Time for supper. "Whose turn is it to pray?"
"Oh! Emma pway! Emma V.I.P! Emma!"
"Okay, you can pray."
"Okay, Em, you need to eat your food."
"Oh yeah. Emma V.I.P. Emma eat. Emma V.I.P."
Daddy and I exchange glances over her head. I turn away. What can I say? She totally cracks me up sometimes! LOL
Bedtime "Emma, it's time to get jammies on. Let's go!"
"Ohhh-kay. Emma get jammies on. Emma V.I.P. 'Portant. Get jammies on. V.I.P."
"Emma, let's take your medicine."
"Emma take med'cine. Emma V.I.P. Yep. Emma take med'cine."
"Let's read a book."
"Mommy wead book Emma. Emma V.I.P."
And so the story went. Every day that week. From the moment she awoke, 'til the moment she drifted off to sleep, she relished in the joy of being V.I.P. If there's one thing this girlie knows how to do, it's savor the moment. She loved every single minute of that week, I do believe. (Have I ever mentioned how much this girlie has taught me?!?)
She loved her moment in the spotlight, and I loved watching her love it!
In preparation for being V.I.P., Emeline brought home a little book which she was to fill in and color. It was comprised of questions all about her, you know, "What is your favorite food?" "How many people are in your family?" "What is your favorite toy?" so on and so forth. So we spent time over the weekend getting her book done. Then we had to make a foot-high paper doll that would hang in her class, with the rest of the students' V.I.P. models. If you know me well at all, you will know that an artist, I am NOT. By this time, after all the time we'd spent on Em's little "All About Me" book, she was D.O.N.E. with anything requiring pencil, pen, or crayon. I couldn't even entice her with the markers! (Which are, for the record, put up, most of the time. For very good reason. But that's another story for another day. Or probably not, judging from the infrequency of updates here.) But back to the story. The paper doll. I confess; I will admit it. I made her paper doll. I did it all myself. She watched. She clapped. She cheered me on. She refused to do it herself. Oh well. It's not like they get graded for their paper doll making skills in Kindergarten! So....if you're keeping track. We had the "All About Me" book to do. Check. "This is Me" paper doll to do. Check. Woohoo! Then I got to go on a scavenger hunt. There was a whole list of things it was "suggested" Emma could bring in. "Your newborn baby picture." Dig out the baby book. Find the picture. Check. "A picture of your family." Swipe the one taken last year from the end table. Check. "A picture of your pets." Ugh. Am I really going to dig out of the box of pictures to find a picture of our Beagles, Banjo and recently deceased Candy Cane? Of course I am! Check. "A picture of you doing something you enjoy." Woohoo! There's a picture of Em at tumbling on the fridge. Grab that shot and cross one more off the list! Check. And so on and so forth. "V.I.P." may have stood for Very Important Person, but for the momma's, it also would qualify as "Very Intense Process." Unless you're one of those moms who have always kept up with stuff like baby books, pictures, and scrapbooking. If so, well, Wow. That's all I can say. If I keep up with the cooking, dishes, laundry, getting Em to her therapies and doctor's appointments, and giving her all of her meds on time every day, well that's a day worth celebrating in my book! (And a rare thing, too!!)
All that being said, here are a few pictures I took of Emeline doing her presentation for her class at the end of her V.I.P. week.
And a video, too, even! :) This is Emma sharing the "All About Me" book I wrote about earlier. Enjoy!