Anna-dotes
My one and only girly turned 6 last month... in the true spirit of being the middle child, her birthday post is a full 5 weeks late... hopefully if she's reading this 20 years from now she isn't scarred.
This girl never ceases to amaze me. There are the obvious things... her energy, her spunk, her passion for life and all things sugar. But then there are the not so obvious... the things that make her wonderful and if I'm not careful they'll slip by unnoticed. A few weeks ago she was horribly ill... yet in between vomit sessions she was tirelessly coloring pictures for the neighbor boy who she heard wasn't feeling well, too. And there are the times that she's noticing and taking care of everyone else. I'll find her packing up Reagan's backpack, or laying out clothing for Colson in the mornings... or setting the table or packing snacks for friends at school. She definitely inherited her Daddy's servant's heart gift.
But more then all of those things, her wisdom often catches me off guard. Maybe because the spunk of her personality causes my mind classify her as my wild child, but there is an underlying wisdom and grace that is in the depths of who she is that never ceases to amaze me.
Last week after watching Moses she asked me why they had to kill a lamb at Passover and I did my best to explain historical biblical sacrificing of animals, explaining how Jesus became our final lamb so we don't have to do that anymore. She was quiet for a little while and then exclaimed, "oooooh! I get it. We don't have to kill sheep anymore. We just have to drink grape juice and eat bread sometimes!!!" I tried very hard to keep from bursting out laughing, but honestly it shocked me that she took sacrificing lambs and the first passover all the way to Jesus dying on the cross and us taking communion to remember what he has done for us. At 6, it rather impressed me.
I love this girl. She tires me out on a some-what regular basis. But she keeps me laughing and keeps me thinking.
In keeping with my tradition, here are a few more of my favorite "Anna-dotes" from the past year of her life:
I was making her an egg sandwich... "Mom, I don't like when my cheese bleeds all over the place. So if it does that, could you please remove the bleed before you give it to me?"
Shortly after her 5th birthday we watched the Prince of Egypt. She was fascinated by the plagues, but then said, "Mom, God should have just sent tigers instead of frogs and bugs. Then Pharaoh would have been eated and the people could have left. Because tigers like meat. And people are meat."
I mean, really... how do you argue with that logic?
What time does Reagan go to school?
"Halfway through Charlie and Lola on the Disney channel."
6:45am one morning
Me: Anna... it isn't 7 yet, you're not allowed to be up. Go back to bed.
Anna: But Mom, why are you up?
Me: Because I am your mom and moms can get up earlier than kids.
Anna (unconvinced, and with one raised eyebrow): Ok... but you better not be grumpy and tired today...
After getting herself breakfast one morning...
Me: Anna! You're getting so big! You soon won't even need a mother anymore.
Anna: Don't worry mom. I still need you to pour syrup when I make frozen waffles.
This girl never ceases to amaze me. There are the obvious things... her energy, her spunk, her passion for life and all things sugar. But then there are the not so obvious... the things that make her wonderful and if I'm not careful they'll slip by unnoticed. A few weeks ago she was horribly ill... yet in between vomit sessions she was tirelessly coloring pictures for the neighbor boy who she heard wasn't feeling well, too. And there are the times that she's noticing and taking care of everyone else. I'll find her packing up Reagan's backpack, or laying out clothing for Colson in the mornings... or setting the table or packing snacks for friends at school. She definitely inherited her Daddy's servant's heart gift.
But more then all of those things, her wisdom often catches me off guard. Maybe because the spunk of her personality causes my mind classify her as my wild child, but there is an underlying wisdom and grace that is in the depths of who she is that never ceases to amaze me.
Last week after watching Moses she asked me why they had to kill a lamb at Passover and I did my best to explain historical biblical sacrificing of animals, explaining how Jesus became our final lamb so we don't have to do that anymore. She was quiet for a little while and then exclaimed, "oooooh! I get it. We don't have to kill sheep anymore. We just have to drink grape juice and eat bread sometimes!!!" I tried very hard to keep from bursting out laughing, but honestly it shocked me that she took sacrificing lambs and the first passover all the way to Jesus dying on the cross and us taking communion to remember what he has done for us. At 6, it rather impressed me.
I love this girl. She tires me out on a some-what regular basis. But she keeps me laughing and keeps me thinking.
I was making her an egg sandwich... "Mom, I don't like when my cheese bleeds all over the place. So if it does that, could you please remove the bleed before you give it to me?"
Shortly after her 5th birthday we watched the Prince of Egypt. She was fascinated by the plagues, but then said, "Mom, God should have just sent tigers instead of frogs and bugs. Then Pharaoh would have been eated and the people could have left. Because tigers like meat. And people are meat."
I mean, really... how do you argue with that logic?
What time does Reagan go to school?
"Halfway through Charlie and Lola on the Disney channel."
6:45am one morning
Me: Anna... it isn't 7 yet, you're not allowed to be up. Go back to bed.
Anna: But Mom, why are you up?
Me: Because I am your mom and moms can get up earlier than kids.
Anna (unconvinced, and with one raised eyebrow): Ok... but you better not be grumpy and tired today...
After getting herself breakfast one morning...
Me: Anna! You're getting so big! You soon won't even need a mother anymore.
Anna: Don't worry mom. I still need you to pour syrup when I make frozen waffles.
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