Mom, my "growing" muscle hurts. Your growing muscle? Hmmm...and where is this muscle located? She pointed to the ache and I smiled knowingly, "That's your GROIN muscle." She giggled and said, "Oh! Is that what my dance teacher called it?"
Mom, is it too hot to wear a tank top? (I wasn't sure how to answer that one). Um....
Niko, your teacher emailed me your test scores from today--you got A+'s on everything! Cool--how many did I miss?
Okay, here is ten one dollar bills. Put $1.00 in the basket for tithing, and give the rest to your friend's parents to pay for your dinner after church. Okay? You know what to do with the $10.00? Yeah. Sure. No problem. --- After my child returns home: Did you give your tithing? Yep! Did you pay for your dinner? What? No. They paid for me. Did you say thank you very much but you had your own money tonight? No.... Why not? You never said I had to give any money for dinner. Why do you think you had extra money then? Huh?
Ugh!!
Every night before my daughter drifts off to sleep she kisses her daddy and I each on the cheek and says, "Thank you for a wonderful, spectacular day!" and with a smile on her face, she dances off to bed. She truly lives a life of the glass half full.
My son proclaimed one night as I was snuggling up to him, and tickling his cheek, "Mommy, you are so pretty. Your skin is like white velvet. And your freckles--God gave you one new freckle every time you were kind to someone." This child is a poet--not to mention the keeper of my heart.
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