This morning, I woke Jared up at 8am to go mow our neighbor's lawn (he is all about odd jobs to earn money this summer)...8am is early for all of the kids these days...they are sleeping later and later in the morning as the summer wears on!
Anyhow, shortly after Jared headed out the door to hit the lawn, Lilly awakened, ready for breakfast and full of sunshine and giggles for the day ahead. She soon began her "roll call," which happens less and less often as most of the time the kids are home and the only one out of the house is daddy. When I mentioned Jared was down the street mowing (I tried to explain by telling her in Chinese he was using a loud machine at our neighbor's house since I didn't know how to say "lawn mower" in Chinese) she decided she wanted to go see him.
Since I needed to return something to my friend Anne anyway, I agreed, and, with Lilly still in her jammies, out the front door we went (leaving Anna still asleep at home).
Lilly surprised me when, as soon as Anne opened the door, she marched inside (uninvited), found her little friend Claire's room, and plopped down to begin playing with Claire and her toys. I was even more surprised when Lilly decided to stay and play awhile at Anne's invitation when I had made it clear I needed to get home to check on Anna.
So Lilly waved goodbye and stayed and played at a friend's house with no hint of anguish, grief, fear, or doubt that I would return. I do believe (dare I say it?) we have a secure attachment.
Later this evening, I was taking the big kids to our church's vacation Bible school, and had planned to let Lilly stay to watch them singing for a bit. Instead, we ended up staying the whole evening as she was having so much fun, participating with the preschoolers, making a craft, playing games, and soaking up all the attention from all the staff. She even let one of the leaders hold her during game time, only glancing my way now and then to make sure I was still there.
Finally, Lilly's favorite color is definitely yellow. As she prays these days, the color "lellow" is mentioned regularly as one of the things for which she is thankful (along with "rou rou" (meat), each family member, herself, and assorted other things). Today at lunch, she had the kids and me in stitches as she insisted that her hair is "lellow."