My time working as a nanny for the Martins has come to a close, and I am setting out to write a blog of tribute to this family and these children who have so graciously spent the past year with me. From Megan refusing her bottle the first few weeks to these last months of climbing up the junge gym and going down the sliding board, I've loved watching Megan and Daniel grow into toddlers.
Daniel: Danny loves a good back rub or "spiders crawling up your back", and he laughs and laughs when the goosebumps come at the end of the ditty. He is always pleasant and playful. He loves wearing shoes and going out for a walk around the neighborhood or a trip to the playground. Dan would do all the motions with me to "Itsy Bitsy Spider," and always wanted me to sing it over and over.
Megan: Meg would leave what she was doing throughout the day to come give me a hug and sit in my lap for a few seconds. Her favorite word is "uh-oh!" Reading is one of her favorite activities and she would bring me book after book. She loves dress-up too, and each morning when I would bring clothes downstairs her excitement over getting dressed for the day was obvious.
I have so many memories of being with Meg and Danny - of teaching them "more" in sign language at mealtime; of Meg sleeping in the Moby Wrap; of Danny's sweaty head on my shoulder as we spent the last half of naptime on the couch together; of reading Fifteen Animals a hundred times a day; of pushing the double stroller around the neighborhood; of afternoons at the playground; of rolling balls across the floor, and pretending to drink out of teacups; of smacking my lips to Megan's laughter, and playing peek-a-boo with Daniel behind the rocker; of building towers and knocking them down. I thank God for the privilege of investing in their lives and for the opportunity to learn from being with them. It is a bittersweet goodbye.
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