Julia hates Greenlake. Can you recall ever seeing a kid that was less than delighted to be at Greenlake? I mean EVER?! I think we've done Greenlake 5 times in her life. #s 1 & 2 with BJ and the ever pleasant and content Toby. Insert covetousness here. #3 with Jessie and CG friend with all of their happy, delightful children. #4 with Ry for the festival of lights. Every time, Jules does a complete blow-up disaster - and always PAST the halfway mark so there's nowhere to go but forward.
Today, I thought I'd try it again. Such a beautiful sunny day! I had no choice, really. We got 9/10ths of the way around and I was so impressed that she had finally decided to be a regular kid and just enjoy her day when it happened. The shrieks of horror, the screams, the awkward "Why is that lady torturing her child? oh wait, they're just walking together . . . Yes. So I ran. I mean I just booked it. And I DON'T RUN. But if it cut out 5 minutes of that screaming it was worth it. We got to the park and she continued to fuss so we left. Oh the poor people whose morning walks were ruined . . . :o(
So here's a list of other things that make Julia special:
She will bring me different clothes if she is not a fan of what she is wearing. This happens often.
She mentally pre-selects her preferred bite of whatever and will reject it if I offer her anything else. Example - a bunch of cut-up pears - they all taste the same, but for some reason, the bite I offered was different than the bite she wanted. Or with the L-shaped sandwich leftovers I was offering her: I offered her one end of the L and she wanted the OTHER end instead.
She shuts doors and drawers all the time. If she is getting out of her (still kitchen sink) bath and we walk away from an open cupboard, she freaks out until I bring her back to shut it.
She has preferred conveyance methods for beverages. I could offer her the same drink in three different cups and she will wholeheartedly and emphatically reject two. I have no idea why she does this or why the approved cup changes daily.
If we don't say Hi back to her in the car before her imaginary allotted amount of time expires, we will be punished.
I take it as a compliment that God thinks we can handle someone like this. But wow. What an sweet little handful! :o)
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