My independent, quirky, mouthy/sassy, caring, sweet girl.
My 4 year old is like a sponge, soaking in all that is around her.
and a voice recorder, repeating whatever it is that should present itself to her innocent little ears.
and an endless ball of energy from the time those little eyes pop open in the morning until she finally talks/sings herself to sleep at night.
She is learning and growing every day.
and she's quite the little artist...
I am constantly surprised by what comes out of her mouth.
Now is when she's testing the waters of manipulation... seeing what she can get out of who...
if mom says no, go to dad, and so on.
She likes little things: polly pockets, lalaloopsies, squinkies, miniature anything.
She knows all the words to almost every single song that comes on 89.7 WMHK [our local Christian radio station].
She understands when the songs are talking about God/Jesus and will point it out.
She prays before she eats.
She is easily distracted.
But loves to learn - of course, only when it's convenient to her..
She has the most beautiful brown eyes.
She asks questions.
She dreams of having a puppy, kitty or little baby brother or sister.
She talks in her sleep.
I thank Jesus for this healthy little girl every day.
As a nurse, more and more, I NEVER take our health for granted.
It is a precious gift that I treasure.
Life can be so short and so unpredictable.
It can take the saddest twists and turns.
My heart literally aches and breaks for parents that lose children.
All the while, selfishly praying that it never happens to me.
Everything about her life is beautiful and perfect to me.
So when there are stories on the news about 6 year olds getting struck and killed while crossing the street, children dying of terminal illnesses, parents mistreating children... [yeah, you get the point] it just makes me want to pull my little one in a little bit closer, treasure her little heart beat as she's cuddled up next to me, and count my many, many blessings.