On this down time I’ve been spending a lot of my day’s home with Elexis. She just turned three. Very bossy. Although she’s definitely entertaining with those adult mannerisms and attitude of we must not stop playing. We have our disagreements. I can’t let her watch cartoons the entire day, but not to say there aren’t days when we can get super relaxed on the couch.
It’s almost from the time she wakes up to the time she’s going to bed. It’s like she is just hanging out at this restaurant. Of course I’m the waiter, the host, the chef, and even the imaginary lion that puts on a show after lunch. It’s a nice exchange we got going. She knows how to get the place messy.
All day I’m bringing out plates of food to her custom pink princess table. The plates are different dishes but remember the customer is always right. Egirl is the customer in this case, so if something doesn’t meet her approval, she has no problem sending it back.
We switch off cooking for each other though. Her food is plastic and imaginary, yet so delicious and filling. Elexis is sweet with her service. Except for when she gets distracted or busy. A lot on her plate. Always funny to see Egirl throwing plastic hamburger patties across the room. I don’t know if this is bad service or just some futuristic way getting food delivered to you by the chef which so happens to be the waiter. She is teaching me a thing or two.
It’s nice to be around Elexis, to be able to be around that childlike mentality. Being three again, so open to what’s happening. Asking questions over and over in hopes new information will unfold. Perhaps maybe the answer will even change if I continue to pursue. The obliviousness, to be so caught up in your own imaginary world. Not paying attention to anything else, lost in focus. To be able to step out of that adult box. Egirl makes the world fun for me.
We always put this puzzle together. Usually as Egirl is dumping them all over the living room floor she screams, “Uncle, can you help me.” The puzzle picture is dinosaurs. It was a gift she had gotten for her birthday. We have completed the puzzle quite a few times and it’s always interesting to watch Egirl run into problems as we put it together. Two parts that don’t go with each other and she’s forcing them to work with each other. Or she’ll have the right piece but it just needs to be turned a little. She figures it out.
So last weekend she asks me to help with the puzzle, of course I agree and we begin. As we start to get closer to the end, she seems to start to lose interest. Almost like it’s boring. The puzzle is near completed and there is one piece missing. E girl starts to get confused. It’s almost like I can see her visualize her toy inventory. She looks around the premises. Underneath the couch. She checks the puzzle container. This piece is nowhere to be found.
A little odd putting a puzzle together and not having the last piece. Just as I’m about to start the that’s-why-we-put-our-toys-away-speech, I roll up from the ground and get up off the floor. We both see the missing piece right where I was at. Priceless.