Liana's growing understanding.

This morning I grabbed a water bottle as we were headed out for a walk. Liana says, "That was Jaal's water bottle. He gave it to us when he left."

Then she stares out the window, perhaps looking at the violet saber winged hummingbird at the feeder and says to herself, "Jaal is still alive, but he's not here anymore."

She turns to me and says, "You miss Jaal a little bit, a little bit [long pause] not like Lev."

…she gets a lot for a just turned three year old.