Friday

Gracie had another really good and peaceful night. She awoke in a great mood this morning. The first order of business was a bath and she was having so much fun. She had a plastic glass in the tub with her and would let it start to float away, then would catch it. She found this greatly entertaining. She didn't want much for breakfast, but did eat her peach sauce with meds.

We headed to the prosthetic lab as Gracie's new orthotics were in. She was very entertaining in the lobby and was loving the attention she got from the receptionist and an older couple that came in. Her orthotics are definitely bigger and fit her much better than her old ones. From there we headed to daycare.

Jeff picked her up late this afternoon and since we were having our work picnic and movies under the stars, he was going to feed her before I got home, so we could zoom. That's when all heck broke loose. She ate fine, but was extremely upset about getting washed up. When I arrived she was screaming at the top of her lungs having one of the biggest tantrums I've seen to date. That was the theme for the rest of the night. At one point she screamed for about 10 minutes straight. She wanted to be held, but still was unhappy and not content at all. Usually holding and bouncing can console her, but she was pretty unconsolable. I was starting to think something was medically wrong with her, when she finally calmed down again. About the time, Jeff and I decided we would continue with our party plans, she would start to get out of control again. We finally decided there was no way we could go. Looking back at the evening, I'm so glad we didn't, she was just not herself. She was ready for bed at 7:30 p.m.

I'm hoping sleep will rejuvenate our little girl back into a sweetie pie.

Love,
Lisa, Jeff, and Gracie