She’s only four or so and it couldn’t be predicted what her reaction would be to the fact that glasses will be her constant companion now.
When I heard that they’d arrived and she was using them I made sure to bring my camera and visit. It would be easy to believe that she’d always worn them based on her ease at accepting them. She showed me the little clamshell they came in and the lens wipe on a key chain that cleverly allowed the cloth to be with drawn and then easily packed back into a little case.
I asked if she’d like to do a photo session to capture the moment. She gave it due thought and then said, “Yes. We should. Let’s do a photo shoot.” As with many interactions I have had with Cecilia, it’s not adult to child. It’s person to person. She has that way about her.
Last week she asked if I have a refrigerator, and upon determining that I qualified, she went to another room and returned with a sticky note upon which she’d written something important. I was instructed to stick it on my refrigerator.
Always thinking ahead, she got shoes and accompanied me to the car when I retrieved the camera. That would prove strategically valuable for her, as she was hoping there might be orange juice in the trunk.
Having scored the one bottle of juice I had, she was ready for the shoot.
A few minutes later her mom emerged from the house and discovered us on the front lawn, to her horror. It seems the day before her husband had “applied poison” in the form of weed and feed granules so the lawn was off limits. We quickly relocated in the safe lush back yard. There was shade and we set up under the fir.
Cecilia was certain that we needed a blanket, so she ran inside to get one.
For some reason she abandoned the shoot to play with her brother and sister, who had built a teepee using sticks and a tarp and were in their own world.
When I got her back, Cecilia wanted me to know that she could braid her hair and showed me.