This is another story about my two year old daughter Novalee. She seems to have a gift of communicating with spirits. I've been keeping a diary of sorts since she learned how to talk. I write down everything she says that is cute and adorable and also I include the date and her age at the time. I have quite a few things that I have written down that make me go "hmmmm?" So here are some random snippets that make me think she has more than just an imaginary friend:
I was having a really busy day and Novalee just couldn't seem to behave. I put her in "time out" in her high chair and strapped her in and walked away to go check the laundry quickly. She only has two minute time outs since she is only two years old. The buzzer goes off and as I am walking down the hallway towards the kitchen I hear her jabbering away. So I stop to listen. I catch the end of her conversation. This is what I hear:
"These are all of my favorite friends! (Waving her arm as though she's Vanna White on Wheel of Fortune) What is YOUR name, friend?"
Another time, we were in bed getting ready to go to sleep. She sleeps in my bed with me. She frequently stares off at seemingly nothing and it takes a minute to get her attention. Well, that night she is nervously staring at my closed bedroom door. Her eyes keep darting back and forth between me, and the door. Finally, she says "Mommy, who IS that? What does that man want? Why is he in your room?" This is the only time Novalee has ever creeped me out with her stuff. I reassured her that she was fine but she was so persistent that somebody was in my room. Sometimes I get that certain feeling of being watched and before Novalee even said that someone was there, the air was a bit different in the room. After a few minutes of her not wanting to lie down and her not taking her eyes off the door. I finally calmly picked her up, said "Outta my way dude!" as I opened the door and we went and sat on the couch for a bit. When someone she doesn't know comes over to the house, she bugs and pesters me the same way. You know, "Mommy, who is that? What are they doing?" kind of thing. It obviously wasn't her dad because she usually just says "Hi daddy!" when she sees him. It wasn't my brother that passed away either because she hangs out with him enough to know him when he visits us. It could have been another relative that has passed away. I still don't know. She wasn't terrified, just a bit nervous. She's very shy so like I said she acts that way when strangers come over.
A few weeks later, we had another apparent visitation at bedtime. Novalee was lying next to me and I was drifting off to sleep. She kept sitting up and then lying back down. After a few times, I was getting a little annoyed so I sternly told her to lie down and stop messing around. She looked up at me and said, "But mommy, that little boy keeps trying to take my Gee Gee!" Her Gee Gee is her favorite blanket. She frequently talks about the little boy named Benjamin. I have never known anyone by that name. Benjamin is also not a character in a story that we've read or anything we have watched on TV. I still don't know where she came up with the name, unless she actually does see a little boy named Benjamin.
One of the funniest things I've heard her say was when she was in time out again. (Surprise, surprise... She IS two after all!) She has a really bad temper and has little patience. (She is sooo two!) So anyhow, I put her in her high chair for a time out and walked away. She immediately flips out into one of her "Terrible Two's Wobbler Moments" as I like to call it. When she gets that way, she hates to be bothered, even from well meaning spoilers like her grandmother who just wants to rescue her. Anyhow, so she is having a hissy and then completely stops screaming. She shuts off like a water faucet. A split second later she yells:
"Go home then! My daddy says we're busy anyways!"
I walk back into the kitchen and look at her with that "What?" kind of face and before I could ask her if she was talking to me she goes. "Him just keep on bodderin' (bothering) me." I thought to myself, OK and just walked right back out chuckling. Apparently, she told off one of her spirits.
I use the word apparently a lot because even though I believe she sees/hears/communicates with spirits, I am not a medium and can't see what she does. However, a medium told me last year that her dad is always with us. He hasn't missed a single day or event of her life. And she can see him. I would love to touch base with that medium again about my daughter's newest "friends."