Showing posts with label Grinch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grinch. Show all posts

Monday, January 5, 2009

Like the Coo of a Dove

And the Grinch grabbed the tree, and he started to shove,
when he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove.
He turned around fast, and he saw a small Who!
Little Cindy-Lou Who, who was not more than two.

Joy has been making the sweetest little sounds lately. Lots of little dove-coos, single syllables on falling intonations:

Awww!
Oooo.
Gohhhh.
Gooooo!
Mmmmmm.


She'll say them to herself in her crib, or at meals, or to whatever toy she's carrying around -- dolls with yarn-hair or her new My Little Pony with its lovely stimmy mane. She's also been very snuggly, and the coos are simply divine when they accompany hugs and cuddles.

GrandmaJoy and GrandpaJ (he went for the conservative alias, though really he's quite a progressive guy!) have been beneficiaries of our little Who-daughter's cooing and cuddling. They've been struck by the many changes in Joy since their last visit half a year ago. That visit was fraught with seizures and fusses and Joy outrunning them down the hall at church. This time around, Joy has been cheerful and less distractible and has done a much better job of honoring boundaries. We can even leave the bathroom doors open to air out, unthinkable half a year ago!

Alas, the grandparents are leaving this morning, and we need to get back to the regular routine. Back to daycare, and school, and work, and early rising. We'll probably get all Grinchly and shove the tree back in its box sometime in the next couple of days, all shorn of its decorations. We hope that little Cindy-Lou Who will not be disillusioned. If she starts singing Wa-hoo-dor-ay, we'll be sure to let you know.

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I was mulling this post during the day yesterday, and was surprised at church in the evening after I'd dropped Joy off in the nursery, when one of my friends caught me in the hall and brought up the Grinch. "You know little Cindy Lou Who?" she said. I nodded, my head full of Joy. Well, she was thinking of one of my daughters, all right. But she made the comparison to Rose! I guess the sisters have more in common than I realize sometimes.

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Update: This morning Joy's special-educator from the school district worked with Joy and heard the coo-ing. Without having read the blog, she quoted the line "like the coo of a dove" and compared Joy to Cindy-Lou Who too! I think it's becoming unanimous.