This is going to be tagged under "Things to remember". Sometimes she surprises me with her grasp on things, on life.
Kate and I were talking about Oma. I bring her up from time to time. It saddens me that she'll barely remember Oma, who loved her so very much. She knows Oma died and what that means. She knows I miss my mom, and she misses Oma too. Of course she also misses Opa. After living with him for 2 months last year when my mom died, she's really gotten to know him.
As we were talking, she told me that Opa is the most sad, since he's all alone in his house. We'd talked about that before. Then she added "I hope someone looks out for him." That melted my heart, and of course I told her that Tante Jo Jo comes to Opa's house often and that her two other tantes come and check on him too.
I hope this means she's growing into a considerate and caring person. Quite often we get to "enjoy" her bossy and demanding side, which comes with the territory of being three.
She's also been great and wonderful at expressing gratitude for all sorts of things. She wanted me to call Opa to thank him for sending us Hagelslag. She often remember to say thank you for her bath, a toy, chocolate milk. The gratitude is expressed so sweetly in her voice.
Those are the times I feel so insanely lucky to be her mom.
