"My granny was sick but now she's feeling better."
"My granny has a purple car."
No one in Fiona's life is called "Granny," but she talks about this fictional person regularly. "Granny" is not based on anyone -- at first we thought she was referring to Grandma McCabe because Granny had a beach house, but as the stories have continued, the similarities between Granny and Grandma have lessened. Granny is not an imaginary friend -- Fiona doesn't have conversations with her or tell me that she's in the room -- but Fiona does create stories about her, mostly about Granny being ill. Fiona doesn't seem to be too distressed about it, it's just another narrative, another opportunity to use her imagination. I think.
Any budding psychologists out there want to offer their two cents about this?
Or this (below)? Just kidding. Fiona is fancy. No decoding necessary.
His first night in the sleep sack was a little rough at first. He couldn't stop moving. He eventually rolled onto his side and sort of spooned the crib bumper, gripping it with one hand. But he didn't do the Moro reflex thing like previously, where he spasmed any time his arms made contact with the mattress. I didn't have to go in and comfort him at all, and he slept through to just about 7. Last night he fussed for a few minutes after I put him down, but then he was quiet for the rest of the night.
Aaaaaaaaand scene. A transition well done. Phew.