|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 1:07 pm
Solos, journal entries, and RP logs are pass this point. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 11:19 am
Predictability is gone. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Hayden set aside the camera and picture it produced, allowing the picture to slowly become more apparent. He had told others that he had adopted Rose, careful not to expose the part of him that kept a stubborn facade of denial that he kept with tactful purpose from Rose as well, and from the pink gift-bag they came home with, pulled out one of the contents: a pink notebook.
Journal keeping was one of the suggestions and Hayden took up notebook and pen and wrote:
[In all honesty, the reality of my actions has yet to hit me, I think. Well, it changes, I believe at times I'm well aware and others I'm partially.
I actually looked up and attended a new parents meeting with Rose along, because somehow a locket turned into a toddler, and that toddler is currently playing with her toys on my carpeted floor. I admit, she's grown on me a bit.]
Checking the photo, it had cleared and showed a cheerful, little girl stacking colorfully-designed, plastic blocks. Then, Hayden noticed the pink hearts that lined the top of the page and the oddness of his writing on such a notebook despite the oddness he encountered on a regular basis in his work place dawned on him.
[Predictability is gone.]
Then, Hayden noticed Rose had fallen asleep. Amidst being puzzled by her sudden transition between play and sleep, he carried and placed the sleeping girl on the couch, adjusting the pillow for her, and placing the blanket he'd now kept on the couch on her. Sitting back down on the couch beside her after getting his schedule from his work room, Hayden went over his timed transitions to appointments for tomorrow.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 4:32 am
She's learning her 123's. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Home was an apartment in Durem for Rose and Hayden and there home phone was ringing. Well, Hayden could remember when Rose first heard the phone ring, the toddler had looked around eyes in search of the source of the sound. Then, things transitioned in that whenever the phone rang, she had taken the habit of imitating the sound until Hayden picked up the phone, then she'd watch him curiously. Now, the toddler was quite accustomed to the phone ringing, that when immersed in an activity as she currently was now, she would at times not notice the phone's rings or not mind it in focus on her task. And not minding the phone and focusing on her task was what she was doing now.
Hayden let the phone ring a few times as he finished up what he was just about finished with when the phone started to sound. It turned out the call was from his eccentric boss giving him another task. Hayden made note and the call didn't take long before it was through.
But the above was quite a while ago.
Now, Hayden was at a road block. And he had not anticipated this. He had plopped down beside Rose where she was scribbling one of her crayons on her coloring book and decided to try teaching her to count. She repeated after him just fine. But now, it somehow seemed that two became her favorite number, she kept skipping right over one and starting her counts at the number two. But why? She'd remember and start from one when he reminded her that one finger was 'one' and then they'd count up to ten with no problem. But when they'd try again, she'd call one finger two again and then proceed to three and onward until he'd remind her again that she had skipped a number by jumping straight to two.
Luckily, the little pink box that was beside her where she sat, that she'd taken to carrying around everywhere with her, reminded him of her fascination of 'persons', of her hobby of collecting pictures he'd allowed her to have from work and cutting out the persons from the backgrounds and storing all the persons' pictures in her box. Then he suspected that she kept saying two because there was currently two of them, himself and herself, two persons. This may have registered in the toddler's mind he reckoned and then suggested they count the persons together. And eureka! Incorporating fingers to persons, Rose was able to count without skipping the number one and then was able to repeat the count from one to ten three times correctly consecutively with the pictures put away. And the lesson ended there. It took longer than he thought, realizing again that this relationship was indeed one of complications not predictability. But, Rose seemed to have enjoyed the lesson as she brightly counted the number of persons on the coloring pages (skipping those with no persons in them) as she started scribbling through them quickly to accomplish more counting. Hayden felt content seeing Rose this way..well, for the most part anyway; he figured he'd better practice more with her regularly so she doesn't get into the habit of just counting persons.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 5:30 pm
A lesson in priorities. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Another day in the park. Why exactly, he wondered, was he following such bizzare (in his opinion) advice for taking care of a girl who was originally a less complicated locket he'd happen to decide upon inclination one day to take home from a shop and allowed to do so for free. Before Rose, it never occurred to him free things could be so complicated. Hayden figured he had let Rose and Toki frolick enough and mentally noted he'd call her over and probably go get her and her bunny after he finishes the process he was currently in of plating a slice of cake, since it would make things quicker as if he'd just call from afar it would take the two a while to stop their play and any ants might beat them to the picnic. He was in the middle of placing the plate with cake slice down while getting up to go get the two in his charge while also maintaining a vigilant watch of the two when it happened.
Suddenly a group of passersby caught Rose's eye and the sight triggered her habit as her little hands went for the camera hanging around her neck, lifting it while following after them and starting to aim to take their picture when she started to trip mid-jog as one of her clumsy little feet bumped into the other clumsy little foot. Rose had witnessed several household items break as she was the unintentional cause of their demise and her attachment to her camera allowed her to put two concepts together that with her fall, her dearly valued camera might break just the same. With that her reflexes hastened as she lifted the camera above her head quickly as she fell, saving it from being crushed between herself and the ground upon impact.
At the sight, Hayden had hastened his motions immensely in panic and his hand jerked and flipped the plate in his hand, not caring to notice that the cake slice had landed with a splat on the grass, sent out a foot from the picnic blanket's vicinity.
Rose was in the middle of struggling to get up from her fall when he arrived at her side after a flash-like run, helping her up by grabbing onto her upperarms somewhat startling Toki who had been pawing worriedly at her friend. Rose coughed and tried to regain the wind that had been knocked out of her and Hayden was asking her over and over in many different forms of rephrases if she was alright.
"..Can you breath, Rose," his panicked voice resounded again as it was also on the brink of sounding out of his strained composure.
Her eyes were tearing up already, but the sight of Hayden's frenzied expression as though further confirmed that the pain she had experience from her fall was real and she then started to cry, her wails growing steadily in volume, and then having brought her two little hands to her eyes pressing the back of her fingers to them.
Hayden felt paralyzed but fought the feeling and inwardly fumbled to quickly regain himself, pulling the camera around Rose's neck gently off her with one hand and using the other arm to give her a soothing hug. She was really trying to save the camera he was reminded and he would have gone with the urge to throw it in frustration had he not remembered that Rose had just saved it.
"Hey, listen, kiddo," Hayden spoke kindly pleading desperately and yet as calmly as he could but with emphasis as he looked Rose in the eye slowly moving a hand from one as he used his camera-free hand to do so as Rose's other hand followed in allowing the other eye to see Hayden, Toki watching the lesson by Rose's feet, "You're more important than this camera. If you and this camera fall down, I want the camera to fall down not Rose. You, Rose, I don't want you to get hurt. You, Rose, you, I don't want you to fall down. I don't want Rose to fall down." Rose's wails had subsided to sniffling to listen to Hayden's words.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 3:14 pm
A-B-C-D-ilemma. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
It was a gift, a gift to Rose. It was a gift from female co-workers at the photography establishment he works for. Why they gave Rose this gift, he could not remember exactly. Was it because they kept calling Rose, what was the word again..a cutie? Sweetie pie? Angel? Darling? Pretty little miss? Sweetheart? Was the reason simply just because or something or other like that..? Hayden sighed deeply as he felt so lost and as if hopelessly stranded on desolate island remembering again the awkwardness of the many times he’d taken Rose to work with him and had playful teasing directed at him regarding ‘his little girl.‘
And, said gift, it was playing on the apartment television screen as he was preparing lunch for who has been recently nicknamed ‘the object of his affection.’ It boggled his mind to no end, period. He felt fairly certain that he didn’t know what he was doing 99.9% of the time taking care of Rose and he wasn’t sure if he was committing a crime by not smothering the toddler in his charge with the same amount of hugs and the works he would see other adults shower children with. He had been admonished when he confessed these things to child-rearing counselors and he understood that part. But what he didn’t understand was when they softened their gazes at Rose clinging to him during a nap or playing contently, amusing herself where she sat atop him, and then all ended up telling something similar to he was probably not as bad a nurturer as he thought. Now, he’d worked with his co-workers for years and reckoned they’d be able to know him well enough to see he was neglecting Rose as a guardian, not giving her proper attention as an adult should to a child in their care. However, the people who would be among those most familiar with him were saying he was ‘absolutely doting on her.’ Was he the only one who could see that he was by no means guardian material?! In short, Hayden was having insecurities which were followed by over-exaggerations as of late.
Ah, and now it had come to the part of the movie Rose seemed to always be waiting for. She sang along to the song ‘A Whole New World,’ while he finished getting PB&J quarter slices and her preferred drink, a glass of water, ready. He then set the plate of sandwich slices and glass of water before her on the low living room table after she had finished the sing-along portion of the movie she so enjoyed and her attention was immediately shifted to enjoying lunch that she didn’t mind at all that he had turned the movie off. How she had yet to get tired of watching it after the nth time doing so, he did not know.
But again, the above was a situation of the past as Hayden had been absorbed in trying to figure out how in the world he would approach the catastrophe he had gotten himself into.
Their pace was several practices together then a try alone for Rose and then repeat.
“…P, Q, R, O, S, E…F, G,” Rose recited the alphabet alone, and this was the second time now after several sequences of practicing them with Hayden accompanying her.
“Uh, Rose, let’s try again together,” Hayden cut her off with a patient tone he masked over his frustration.
R was not followed by O, S, and E. Hayden was seriously considering to smack his head against the wall. He should have taught her the alphabet before how to spell her name. When he recited it with her, he had to keep correcting her on the order of letters after R and after a run of not defaulting to O after R so readily, unfortunately, the first and now this second try of hers alone still had her going back to spelling her name at the mention of R.
What could he do to help Rose, Hayden pondered while reciting the alphabet with her again.
“Hayden, I want to sing again,” Rose pouted, and Hayden knew what that expression and phrase of hers meant. She was getting bored of the lesson and wanting to sing-along to ‘A Whole New World’ for the n+1th time. And after this thought was when an idea next struck him! How had he forgotten that he himself learned his ABCs by singing them and not reciting them? He brushed the questioning thought of as he had bigger fish to fry and that was to teach Rose the ABC song, which meant he also had to sing.
“..W, X, Y, and Z, now I know my ABCs, next time won’t you sing with me,” Rose delightfully sang alone and then again with Hayden. He had sang how many times today and it was to the ABC song with Rose, and this had Hayden realize maybe he was doting on this kid a bit since no one else had gotten him to sing in years. He sighed in relief and leaned against the couch from his place seated on the floor after they finished singing and the alphabet madness had passed and offered his charge a worn out but pleasant smirk as she yawned right around the hour for her usual naptime. She was like a mysterious clock, but at least now she was a bit more predictable he guessed as he carried her up and onto the couch to lie down, adjusting the little pillow and blanket that was there for her.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
