Celie:
"You can call me if you need me to work, just call and I'll hear you. If you need me to take care of the baby, or throw poop out, or hold the baby, or vacuum, or hold the baby. Yell loud at me so I can come do work. I'll be in my room. I can get the binky, or hold the baby, or what ever you need - ok?"
Celie fell asleep in the van on the way to a birthday party at the park. I left the car running and got the boys out to play while I let her sleep a bit. It was getting to be party time so I opened the door and tried to wake her. It didn’t work. I tried again, with more enthusiasm and she opened her eyes. They were completely glazed over. She watched the kids on the swing obviously not realizing the actual swing set and fell asleep again. I have not seen her this tired in a very long time especially on the way to a long awaited birthday party! I stared in amazement and laughed at the situation and then seriously tried to wake her again. “Celie, we are at the party, wake up, get your present”. She jerked as she awoke and looked side to side breathing franticly. She quickly jumped out of her seat, grabbed the present and wobbled out of the van. She then cried out in terror, “Where is my present! I calmly responded, “You are holding it honey”.
M: Do you have money to buy it?
C: I have a loter money (proudly said)! . . . . . (smile turns to frown) It’s not real money, it’s just pretend money, I don’t have any moneys at all.
M: Where do we get money?
C: You can give me money.
M: I am already buying a present for Jack; don’t you want to buy him one?
C: (starts to cry) I don’t have no moneys at all.
M: How are you going to get some money?
C: I know, (light comes on in her head) you can buy me some money!
