The Daily Hailey

Never before have we had a child that really gets into everything else the way the bigger kids do. Waverly LOVES to join the fun! The fast fun. The rowdy fun. The messy fun. She is not afraid. 

She’s been outside a ton during these weeks of projects, keeping up with everyone else. If they’re all somewhere, she’s trucking along with the crowd. If there’s a game going, she tries hard to keep up and play along. And sometimes, she gets very opinionated and wants to do what SHE wants to do!! She’ll abandon whatever everyone is doing, run to the swingset, and shout “fwing” until someone comes and heaves her into her swing. If the big kids climb up onto the big rock by the pond, you’d better believe she wants to climb up that rock, too!

She even tries to join in on the biking! She sits on her trike and pedals once and then gets off 😂 But she’ll run around in a helmet anyway. Lucky for her, she’s pretty popular, and the kids are completely willing to include her and help her out along the way! 

The other day, she found her spot, stirring a pail of dirty water, adding scoops of dirt, small rocks, and shovels. 

As she stirred, and blooped in her little stones and junk, she announced “soup” over and over, in her singsongy voice. It was VERY cute. I’m not sure who suggested to her that it was soup, or if it was just her own thing, but she cooked and stirred and prepared her soup for a good long while. Aaaaand! She knew not to taste it! Win for everyone! 

By the end of yesterday’s play, Wavy had taken a few little spills and had beat up her little legs good and proper. She wasn’t complaining AT ALL, but I noticed, and took her upstairs to clean her up. 

My en suite is the place where the wounded kids come for warm water, polysporin, and bandaids. *adds bandaids to grocery list* This was Wavy’s first visit to my en suite clinic, and lucky for her, all she needed was a warm washcloth. She tolerated it easily, with no fear or hesitation, no complaints, and energy to get it over with and get back to her sibs. 

She was such a mess, and so beautiful, simultaneously. Mad skills, girly. Teach me your ways.