When did my little toddler grow into a little girl? Suddenly she's all about dresses, dancing, mommies, babies, pink, sparkles, and playing pretend not directed by her big brother. Daddy, I want a pink ladder. Mommy, where is our playhouse. I need that one because it has a pink door. I want pink dirt to go with my pink flowers. Oh, God didn't make pink dirt. Why not? I need to wear a dress or I can't dance. I have to wear a pretty dress so I can dance with Daddy or Thao. You're my friend. You're not my friend. I have a baby in my belly. I need a pink carseat. Daddy can fix ANYTHING. I need a cowboy hat so I can say yee-haw. I want to match you, Mommy. I'm a big girl!
When did my preschooler transform into a big kid, asking real questions that make me stop and think. Why did God make tornadoes? Will you wake me up if the storm gets bad? What happens if a tornado takes our house? What happens if a burglar comes in our house? What happens if we are home and a burglar comes in? Daddy, do you have a gun? Daddy, will you shoot someone if they come in our house? Why not? What if they are hurting us? Will I get splinters from that? I heard a noise, I need to go check on it with my (tinker toy) shoot gun. I was trying to protect Jack, not you. What are you talking about? Who? Why? When? Where? Mommy, I NEED to know!
I love watching them grow and learn. And I know everyone says to enjoy it because it goes so fast. I am enjoying it, but it's still going too fast. I want to treasure the innocent, worry free attitude that Ava has.Praying that she keeps her joy in Christ, even when she realizes not everything is pink and sparkly. I want to calm Thao's fears, pointing him to Christ for the answers to his undeniably real, fearful questions. I want to protect my children without hovering. I want to discipline them in love without getting angry. I want them to know I love them and cherish the moments I have with them. I have good reasons to blog, don't I ? But, I have even better reasons (some days) not to! :)
When did my preschooler transform into a big kid, asking real questions that make me stop and think. Why did God make tornadoes? Will you wake me up if the storm gets bad? What happens if a tornado takes our house? What happens if a burglar comes in our house? What happens if we are home and a burglar comes in? Daddy, do you have a gun? Daddy, will you shoot someone if they come in our house? Why not? What if they are hurting us? Will I get splinters from that? I heard a noise, I need to go check on it with my (tinker toy) shoot gun. I was trying to protect Jack, not you. What are you talking about? Who? Why? When? Where? Mommy, I NEED to know!
I love watching them grow and learn. And I know everyone says to enjoy it because it goes so fast. I am enjoying it, but it's still going too fast. I want to treasure the innocent, worry free attitude that Ava has.Praying that she keeps her joy in Christ, even when she realizes not everything is pink and sparkly. I want to calm Thao's fears, pointing him to Christ for the answers to his undeniably real, fearful questions. I want to protect my children without hovering. I want to discipline them in love without getting angry. I want them to know I love them and cherish the moments I have with them. I have good reasons to blog, don't I ? But, I have even better reasons (some days) not to! :)