As I sit down to write to you, I am at a loss for words. I usually have much to say, but I am having a hard time putting into words the growth I have witnessed in you over the past year. Gone is the round face of a baby and in it's place is a long, thin one with big, startlingly blue eyes and a smattering of freckles in all the right spots framed by a mass of beautiful strawberry blonde curls. Long and lean, you remind me of a ballerina.
And you know all these things, like how to add and subtract, the names of our first, third, and sixteenth president, and what's on the back of all of our coins. You're writing stories and spelling hard words like "because" and "friend." You are reading from 3rd grade readers, drawing detailed, thoughtful artwork, making baskets in our big goal outside, and "diving" off the diving board.
And you've matured. We can talk about all sorts of things, from how to handle a fight with your sister to ideas from God's Word. You remind us often of what we have read from the bible and make connections from one record in the bible to another. You pray with great believing and rejoice when God answers your prayers..."Mom, I prayed and God healed my scrape!" You take prayer time seriously and remember others prayer requests in your own prayer life. I am so blessed to see you develop your own personal relationship with God. He will always be with you, ready to hear your prayers, to guide you, to comfort you, and to lift you up.
You have such a beautiful, pure heart. Last night you came downstairs...I thought you were just trying to avoid bedtime, but this time you actually had something on your mind.
"Mom, I was thinking that if we have another baby we should have a boy because sometimes Lily and I want to play by ourselves and then Finn would have someone to play with. And sometimes Lily and I fight over Finn and if we had another boy baby then we would each have a baby to play with. So I think we should have a boy baby."
"Well, sweetie, Mommy and Daddy would like to have another baby someday. We'll just have to wait and see what happens, but if that is something that is on your heart, when you think about it you can always pray."
"Can we pray now?"
"Sure."
"God, thank you for the wonderful day we had. Please help me to feel better from my cough. And please help me, Mommy, and Daddy to have another baby. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."
You blow me away with your believing. You are such a great example to me and Daddy.
This morning I gave you a wallet that was mine when I was a little girl. It's pink and plastic with rainbow striped hearts all over it...I used to think it was the most beautiful thing ever. I wanted you to have something to keep your birthday money in and I wanted you to start learning about saving and spending money...it was time to pass the wallet on to you. And you were as thrilled about that old wallet as you will be with any other gifts you receive...in fact, you were so distracted with looking at it and filling up all the little compartments, I had a hard time getting you out the door for school! It really blessed my heart to see you get so much joy from something so small, yet something that has special meaning to me.
I can't believe that my first baby is 6 years old today! Cassidy, I love you as far as the east is from the west and as deep as the deepest sea! Happy Birthday, Miss Grace! You are God's best!
Love,
Mommy
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1 comment:
There is no way she is 6 already! Are you sure about the number? Such a sweet girl who is so lucky to have you as a mommy! I love dear friend! Happy Birth-day to you too!
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