If I were wearing long sleeves and Hannah wanted me to do something different than what I was doing, she would grab a section of my sleeve and pull. She was so insistent about it, almost as if saying, "You stop what you are doing NOW and do what I want you to do." It was pretty much impossible to resist. She held the fabric tightly and if, perchance, I were sitting in a chair with wheels, she would pull me along on the chair. She usually got her way.
The other thing Hannah did -- when I had short sleeves -- was to pinch the least bit of my skin between her teeth. Those pinches certainly elicited a reaction from me! I don't know how she could pinch such a tiny bit of skin with her big teeth but she did, and it hurt. She was efficient in making known what she didn't want me to be doing.
I wish I had photos of these two behaviors but, sadly, I don't.
I'm missing my Hannah. I keep hoping it will get easier but no matter where I walk in the house there's something to remind me of her -- some game we played, some place she slept, something particular she did, some food she ate . . . .
--Nancy.
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I like giving mom a nip on her butt after I eat my breakfast and she is preparing hers. This nipping must be an AireGirl thing. It's so hard losing your most precious friend, Nancy, and it takes a long time to get past the pain and tears. Hugs to you♥
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