It's been about a month since I've had extended time (multi days) with g9 and g13. I gave them my usual welcome and told them how happy I was that they were here with me. And that I can't imagine how anyone could love them more than I do and that I adore them completely. All of which is true.

Then my usual position is to hold back on any physical contact until I see if they want (or need) any. I never had to wait so long with g9. Up till now, she has glued herself to me from minute one till time to return to mommy/daddy but this time she kept to herself. I knew this day would come when she no longer felt free to use me as a human jungle gym, for whatever reasons girls decide that at somewhere around 9-11. Until I lay down on the floor with her, in opposite direction but with just the top of my head touching the top of her head. After that it was game on again and all was back to 'normal'. Maybe she just needed to know I was still available, I don't know.

But she is changing and soon now I know, she won't feel like sitting on, climbing on, and hanging on me every second of the day. A tear falls from sadlife's eye.

As some kind of cosmic compensation, g13 was also showing signs of changing AGAIN. This time TOWARDS me (or back to me). We held hands. She played with my face with her fingers. She wore a short nightie WITHOUT the usual leggings (she knows I like that and since age 11 has intentionally denied me that little pleasure). Then the biggie - she sat on the edge of the sofa where I lay prone and challenged me to topple her over onto me (yeah, in that nightie), then when I did she stayed there in my arms for several minutes while I stroked her hair and wrapped my arms around her and probably cooed out loud. It was heaven. When she got up, she turned and patted my head like I was a loved puppy and said something very soft and sweet to me (I don't know what it was, it was dreamlike and the exact words were not important).

I think it was a good day.