Hi, my name is Fanie. I'm 4 years old, and I have all my teeth! I'm a pretty blonde doll, my daddy's Froggy. The center of his universe. I know all this because I feel it so strong, so strong with every big cuddle, every I love you I hear. I also know it because he lets me sit on his shoulders. I love sitting on Daddy's shoulders!!
Hi, my name is Fanie. I'm 4 years old, and I have all my teeth! And things are happening in my life that I don't understand. I can see that Daddy and Mommy fight a lot. I hear them yelling in the house. I don't know what they're talking about, but from where I'm standing, it doesn't look like fun. And it happens all the time!!
I'm 4 years old. And all of a sudden, like magic, Mommy is gone! I don't know why. I don't understand! Mommy found herself a new house, and I go see her once in a while with my Mémère and my Pépère. Sometimes Daddy comes to get me after my sleep at her place, and I don't like that very much. I don't like it very much because I can tell there's something wrong with those two!! They're fighting again!! But now it's because of me!
I'm 4 years old. I'm a little shy, already. And I'm scared of the dark! I'm scared of the toilet, too. I'm scared of falling into the hole, I'm scared of getting my bum bitten! So at night, when it's dark and I have to pee, well, I do it in my bed! Sometimes it even happens without me noticing! But a lot of the time, I'm awake and I'm just too scared to get up! Mommy doesn't like it much... she put a diaper back on me. And I'm not happy about it, because I'm a big girl and diapers are for babies... I told Daddy, and he's not happy that Mommy did that! They're fighting again!! But now it's because of me!
With Mommy, sometimes, I go to a place she calls daycare. I'm not really sure why, but I know I like it! There are lots of colorful drawings on the walls and the floors. The chairs and tables are my size, and my bed, for nap time, is attached to the wall! It's so cool! I like daycare! I make lots of friends, and sometimes my pépé comes to pick me up and I LOVE THAT! I love it because then he takes me back to his place. And when I'm with Pépère and Mémère, Mémère always makes me crêpes, or a nice chicken soup! I think she's funny, my Mémère, and she always smells like the "tiphlogystine" she puts on because her back hurts. To me, it smells like the little pink candies that are always lying around on the table. She calls them "paparmanes." It makes me laugh, and I'm happy when I'm allowed to eat one!
Pépère is funny too! He plays the fiddle. He doesn't talk much, he's pretty quiet, but when he takes out his funny stick and his fiddle, I already know it's going to be fun! I know I'm going to have a good time, and I'm going to dance! My Pépère plays "reels," that's what my Papa calls them. My Papa likes it when Pépère plays the fiddle too. And he likes Mémère's chicken soup, just like me!
I like going to Pépère and Mémère's because lots of people often stop by. Mommy's brothers and sisters, who I love a lot, and who are always happy to see me! I have an uncle who is super tall! I think he's funny too! He had an accident, I think, and ever since, he has a stiff leg. He walks funny! It makes me laugh, and when I laugh, he laughs too. Everybody calls him Ti-Bi, and I don't really understand why, because when I look at him, I feel like his head touches the sky! There's nothing "little" about him!! But that's okay. I love him a lot. I'm always happy to see him!
My name is Fanie. I'm 4 years old. And all of a sudden, I don't see Mommy anymore! I don't go to daycare anymore. My visits to Pépère and Mémère's happen less and less. I'm 4 years old, and now I'm always with Daddy! I'm happy because I love my daddy so much! And on top of that, at my daddy's, I have my Mamie and my Papi. And I have Caroline too! She takes good care of me, even though I don't really like it when she cleans my nails or brushes my hair, because sometimes it hurts. I don't like it either when she dresses me in clothes made of a fabric she calls "corduroy." It's too soft, it slides, and I'm not comfortable in it... I told her! I even threw fits sometimes... but she doesn't always listen. She likes corduroy. So I wear it, I don't have a choice. But it's okay, because when evening comes, after Passe-Partout, she lets me play with her favorite nightgown, the one made of blue satin! And I love that nightgown because it's the best "rubbing thing" I've ever had! When I'm good, I'm even allowed to sleep with it! And it's my greatest happiness!