Saturday, July 17, 2010
Calling Dr. Ruby
Ruby was really excited.
Her dad had called her to the phone to chat with me after he and I had finished talking. She came giggling onto the phone. 'HI, DAVY,' she said being the only person in the world who has ever called me 'Davy'. I said, 'Hi, Ruby!' I asked her what she was doing and she said that she and her dad were going to go out with her Princess bike to ride with her friends.
'Do you have anything planned for the weekend,' I asked knowing she, her sister and her mom were going away for a few days.
'Yes,' she said excitedly.
'What,' I asked breathlessly.
'I'm going to ride my bike with my friends and then I'm going to sleep, then I'm going to ride my bike with my friends and then I'm going to sleep, then I'm going to ride my bike with my friends and then I'm going to sleep ...' At this point she handed the phone over to her dad and he came on the phone laughing. We both agreed that in essence she'd caught life.
'Do stuff. Sleep. Do stuff. Sleep.'
The difference is, at nearly four, she finds the routine exciting and comforting all at the same time. She eagerly looks forward to doing what she does in the day and then resting up to do it again the next day.
After we'd hung up, Joe and I began to talk over the next several days. We have a long stretch in front of us with lots of things to do, lots to be accomplished. On top of that I'm still dealing with medication related depression.
But that call helped in it's wee way.
Cause I still get to ...
Do stuff. Sleep. Do stuff. Sleep.
There is excitement there. There is security there.
I need wisdom from a nearly four year old every now and then.