Yesterday Ellie cried all day, even when we held her - just cried and cried. Someone else cried some too. That person may or may not have mastered the skill of eating Oreos at the same time as crying. They get a little mushy but still taste good...so I'm told.
Today Ellie woke up (slept well last night) calm, happy and only had one major gagging episode which the nurse was here for so she was on top of it. She fell asleep and I snuck the kids out to vote and let Jacob press the button for president while the others took turns pressing "next". They loved it. Probably illegal.
Anyway, then today a package came that really brought us smiles! After we got home from the hospital in September, I couldn't resist writing a letter to Truett Cathy, founder of Chick-Fil-A. I shared that Ellie had smiled (and laughed) while looking at their "spokescow" as I called it. It was read and acknowledged with a delivery of a child-sized cow! Ellie took her time getting to know it then smooched it a bit. The girl knows good food when she sees it. I feel inspired now to continue to be a "cow" for Ellie in my own special way. It's her way of telling me she appreciates it.
