During this time, Gracie fell in love with a new "playground." She got used to visiting grandparents after work in the evenings and on the weekends. She became our tour guide along the pathway we'd follow in the hospital--strutting down the hallway, swinging her arms, she'd tell you when we were getting close to the fish tank in the surgery waiting room and knew when the elevators were right around the corner. This, of course, added a whole new category of words for her vocabulary:
"El-e-va-tor" (this brought grins to anyone riding with us...)
"Push buttons" (yes, she only pressed the "need assistance" button ONCE on an elevator)
"March, march...!" (this is how we got her to make it down the long hallways)
"Ba-yoon!" (no hospital room is complete without one of these air-filled decorations)
"Bite." (any poor patient we visited was accosted by this girl who loves to share food)
We are anxious to see how she handles seeing Mom and Dad in the hospital with Baby Brother...we are sure that G'ma and G'pa will have to stop at the fish tank before they come up the elevator when they bring her. :)
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