I love this kid.

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“Children are a gift from the LORD; they are a reward from him.” Psalm 127:3

I’ve met people in the past who had kids before they were ready to “settle down” and they had a constant attitude with their children. When their kids walked away, they told us not to have kids, implying that they are such a burden and so annoying. I really felt sad for them. Not just for the kids whose parents didn’t enjoy them being around, but also for the parents who were so focused on other things, they couldn’t enjoy those little gifts and invest in their lives. I will never forget that encounter, along with a few others like that. We promised each other our kids would never be a “burden” to us and we would enjoy those “gifts” as much as possible, if we ever had them.

Fast forward about 4-5 years.
Me: ACHOO!
D: Bess you.
Me: Thank you!
D: hahahahaha! Poon! Meena!
Me: Yeah, you’re using a spoon! Good job. But you already had a banana…a WHOLE banana!
D: Mo’? (while signing and making her sweet question face)

🙂 We have silly-sweet conversations like this all day long. When I leave, I get the bestest big kisses (with sound-effects) and the biggest monkey hugs (they’re monkey hugs because she wraps her whole little self around me and hangs on).

I get to teach her…the ABC song, flashcards, music, art, crazy-white-girl dance moves, singing along to songs we don’t know the words to so we make them up, every single little thing outside from the chickens and planting veggies in the garden to blowing dandelion seeds all over and playing “Bubblllllles!” in the grass, signing things around the house because she absolutely loves Baby Signing Time, how to make pizza, and how to take care of her babies, her doggie, and her daddy. Every little thing we do is a teachable moment, especially right now in this discovery age.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not all sunshine and glitter rainbows. We have bad moments. But she is truly a gift, and she is an incredible one.

Ooop, I gotta go.
D: “Baby time ceeg up. Ceeg up, ceeg up. B, ball. Poopy ballll.”
Translation: I would like to watch Baby Signing Time after we “clean up, clean up, everybody, everywhere.” Then, we should do the ABC’s and talk about the B, ball. And then we should go outside to play with the dirty ball.

I’m becoming fluent in toddler-ese.

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I washed a book. It’s small and I’m guessing it was in somebody’s pocket. 🙂

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One thought on “I love this kid.

  1. Precious girl! I love to hear parents being thankful for their kids. It bothers me so much when parents act like they’re a burden. I usually say something to make them feel stupid so they realize what a jerk they are to say something so dumb in front of someone that would give anything to be able to have just one of those precious little people. 🙂

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