I liked Thanksgiving 2014 very much but I was getting a little sick. I even had to stop playing games and lie down and rest at Grandma’s house.  I am thankful that I felt good enough to eat turkey and mashed potatoes but after that I was not good.

On Saturday I found out I had pneumonia. I had to take lots of medicine and I had to skip work and all my fun activities.  I was disappointed.  I took the week off.  I wanted to stay up and do fun things but my Mom wanted me to rest.  Sometimes I got to walk around the block.  I walked to my friend’s house. I took photos of her Christmas decorations.  I listen to Emma. I fall asleep.

 

Grandma gave me a new puzzle.  I fall asleep. My Mom finished the puzzle.  Silly Mathalia.

My friend Rona came to visit. I want to talk. I fall a sleep.  My Mom took lots of pictures of me falling asleep.  I wanted to do my fun activities. My Mom thought my falling asleep was funny.  Sometimes the camera woke me up and sometimes I sleep more.

 

I want get better.  My Mom says, `please rest.’  Take a nap.  I do not want nap but sometimes nap happened anyway.

After one whole week of being sick, my Mom asked me, `Do you want to go to the Symphony with Uncle Jeff?’  Of course I want to go to the Symphony with Uncle Jeff.  `Do you feel better?’   Of course, I feel better.  I want Symphony!

She said, `Okay.  But you have to take a nap.’  I took a nap and I got to go to the Holiday Pops! Concert with Uncle Jeff.  It was very fun!

 

Then on Monday she said that since I was sick, I might as well as get even more sick at the dentist.  Get it all done in one very bad week!  So I had to skip work again.  I was very disappointed.  I went in to see my job coach, Chelcey, and tell her `I feel better.’  And `I have to go to the dentist.’  She said I was very brave.

 

At the dentist I got some very cool glasses.  And I was very brave.  My mouth felt funny and I was eating only applesauce and noodles.  It was soft and delicious.  Now my mouth feels all better.

 

I was very thankful when I went back to work.  I see my friends. I go bowling. I go swimming. I go to Oula Class. I go to Pilates Class. I go to Bean & Boutique. I go to The Writing Center. I go to Prudential.  I go to the Mall Recital.  I go to the Christmas Recital.  I feel better!

Matthan is not here. I miss Matthan. Sometimes I get a snap chat from Matthan. Now my Snap Chat is stuck and I can’t get it unstuck.  This is not good.  I need Matthan to fix it. My Mom does not have a clue.

Anyway I had a lots of fun with Matthan this summer. He graduated from USC and then came home to get ready for his new job.

We had the most fun in the kitchen. We make breakfast pizza. We chop potatoes. We chop peppers.

We make casserole and meatloaf. We eat gluten-free and rice. Matthan washes the dishes and cleans the kitchen. I set table.

Matthan made coconut milk ice cream. I mix the ice cream. It hard. It is frozen.

Matthan went hiking and swimming and lots of fun Montana things. I take photos of Matthan.  Silly photos. Cooking photos.  Sleeping photos. Matthan turns on the music at our house:   Messiah Christmas music, church music. It is loud. It funny. I like it!  Mom comes home and then the music is not so loud.

 

We make pancakes together. Matthan makes the best gluten-free-blueberry-banana pancakes.

In October we had a practice `goodbye’ at the airport. It was a Sunday and I had my church dress on. Matthan had just bought his camera so we were having fun taking pictures of each other.

And then in November, we had the real goodbye. Matthan packs his stuff.  What a mess! Piles everywhere. And then only piles in the living room.  And then only luggage in the living room.  And then he is ready to go.

”Do you want to get up 4:30 to take Matthan to the airport?’

`No. I sleep in.’

”Okay say ‘good bye’ tonight. Give Matthan a hug.’

In the morning I checked and no Matthan in the bed. I took a photo. My Mom thought it was sad. It’s not sad. It is happy. Matthan is an adult. Matthan is independent. He is doing what he wants to do. We are giving thanks.

 

I am an adult.  I learn independence. I am doing what I want to do.  My Mom says that I am figuring it out. We are giving thanks.

I talk to Morielle on the computer before breakfast. I eat little snack of breakfast. I am excited about Thanksgiving Day Dinner. I want hungry.

 

I go to the Grandma and Grandpa’s house. I take photos of Grandma cooking.  I make her crazy in the kitchen.

 

I ate mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberries, gluten-free apple crisp with dairy-free ice-cream. Yum!

I play Dutch Blitz with Mom, Grandma, Grandpa and Mathalia. Grandpa won. Good job Grandpa. I take a bathroom break. A long bathroom break.

`Hurry up Mathalia!  Don’t you want to talk to Matthan!’  I hurry up.

 

 

I talk to Matthan on iPad. It was funny. He was ready for bed and it was just afternoon for us.

 

I lie down and rest on the sofa. I need a power nap.

 

I talk to Uncle Jeff on the iPad. It was funny. I hear his voice but I don’t see him. Mom push buttons then I see Uncle Jeff.

 

 

 

We eat very little supper together. I see Olivia’s piano playing on the iPad. I go home. I am tired. I take quick bath.

 

On Friday, I go to the doctor. And then I go to the hospital. It was crazy.  I have blood test. I was so brave. I have body poking. I was tough.

 

Now I lie down and rest at home and eat lots and lots of turkey soup. It is good. I take the week off. I want feel better.

 

Happy Thanksgiving!