Amia's been saying some funny/cool stuff...
We were visiting some friends and Amia got pinched by a 3 ring binder that snapped on her little arm. She wasn't bleeding but our friend went and got some Band Aids cause Amia still pretty strongly believes in their magical healing power. Then, yesterday Amia said, Did ____ get me a box of Band Aids? Yes, I said. Then she got a really concerned look on her face and said, _____ didn't say hi to me. I reassured her that our friend really likes her and always says hi to her, and she seemed OK with that. And when she came to visit me at work recently a co-worker said hi to her and then, once we were in my cubicle ready to play some computer games, Amia said quietly, She said hi to me. She's never really noticed stuff like that before but it seems that social interactions and customs are becoming more important.
This morning she said, "Mommy, it's time for me to dance! Can you put on some music?"
Yesterday she said to me, "You're so cute!" That cracked me up.
And then a couple weeks ago she and Suzanne were saying prayers on the couch in the morning. All of a sudden Amia pointed over by the windows and said, There's Baha'u'llah. We've talked with other parents of young children about this and several of them have said that especially when they're young they seem to interact with...not sure what the right word is...presences that the parents can't see. Amia used to do that too. She would look at the ceilings, sometimes right past us, and it was almost like she was playing a game with someone that we couldn't see. She would laugh, stare, smile, giggle, point. It's all really interesting. But the other night it got a little freaky for me. Suzanne was out taking a break and having some time to herself and I was putting Amia to bed. The whole apartment was dark, with just our little bedroom light on. We were reading a book and then suddenly Amia looked up at the doorway for no reason that I could see. I didn't hear a noise or anything and we were the only ones home (at least as far as I know). So immediately all my senses went on full alert. I looked at the doorway, then back at Amia's face to see what she was registering. I thought to myself, If she says, Who's that, I think I'm going to lose it. She stared for another second or two at the doorway as my fear thermometer was rising steadily, then she just stopped and said, Read a book! I still don't know if there was something there or if somehow Amia knew that I would have lost my *%^# if she had said anything. But after she went to sleep I lit our apartment up like Las Vegas.