I went to Knoxville with my mom on Friday. She was speaking at a conference and needed an assistant. So, that was me. It was fun to drive with her and sleep in a hotel, eat at a new restaurant and even act a little famous at the conference. But it was the first time I left Lydia overnight. It was kinda sad. She did fine without me, of course.
But when I put her to bed last night, she didn’t want to go to bed. She ran to me, hugged me, started sucking her thumb and then signed “milk”. She hasn’t done this for months. We signed “milk” when I was breastfeeding her. And she kinda got confused and used “milk” as the sign for me. Now that we’re weaned we don’t use the sign “milk” much, it’s usually “cup” or “drink”. But last night, I think she was so (for lack of a better word) emotional that I was home, that “milk” popped into her head! How sweet!
Hopefully she’ll start signing “mommy” (or maybe even saying it!) but that one last “milk” sign warmed my heart!