She’s full of surprises this little girl of mine.
::During quiet time she emptied an entire water bottle while spraying an entire box of kleenex, one at a time. Why? “Because it sounded fun.”
::I was attempting to relax in a bath after the kids were in bed for the night when I heard a knock on the bathroom door. “Yeeees?” Lilly asks through the door, “Can I turn my music off? I want to say a rosary instead.” “Uh, yeah of course.”
::She talked Toby into reading the Magic Treehouse books to her. What a sweet sight.
::I realized that one night there was 1/2 a bottle of conditioner left in the shower and the next night it was empty. When I asked her what happened to it she said, “I needed a bottle to play with in the bath so I just rinsed it out.” Half of a bottle of conditioner, she “rinsed it out.”
::Realizing that Lilly had several less pieces of candy in her box than Toby did I asked how that happened since they usually both get a piece after lunch each day. She admitted that she didn’t think I would notice if she took a piece after lunch AND another piece before quiet time.
::It is common occurance to go in to use the bathroom and find that she forgot to flush, again. She hasn’t quite grasped the whole, “If it’s yellow let it mellow, if it’s brown flush it down” thing.
::She proudly shows off the picture she recently drew of the chicken coop, chickens, and the dead chicken with it’s bloody head laying off to the side. Nice.
::While admiring herself in front of the mirror one day she scared us all when she let out a terrified scream. We all came running to find that her hair was sticking up in the back and she thought it looked like a daddy long-legs crawling on her head! It really was just her hair but she insisted on wearing a scarf over her hair that day, just in case.
::She’s always adding people to our prayer board. Got a hang nail? We can pray for that!
::While discussing how people have died for their faith she exclaims, “I want to die so I can go see Sophia!” Not to worry, we followed that up with lots of discussion to clear up the whole “wanting to die” thing.
::She insisted that she could not throw her orange peel away yet because she is “working on an experiment with it!” And after a little water and a week’s time, her experiment was a success:
::Mark went in to check on her at bedtime one evening and found her tightly holding her crucifix and flipping through her children’s bible.
::Snuggled up with me in the morning she sighs and says, “I love snuggling with you Mama, but you gotta do something about that breath.”
::While chatting with the kids at bedtime I asked them what they want to be when they grow up. Lilly climbed on my lap and whispered in my ear, “Just like you!”
She is a piece of work. Although it often takes my every last ounce of energy to remain patient with her, I wouldn’t want her any other way.
For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
Psalm 139: 13-14