We were kneeling down for family prayer this morning when Andrew accidentally crushed my hand with his knee. These things happen: it's an occupational hazard of praying.
It hurt quite badly and I instinctively cradled my hand and said, "Ouch!" Actually, I said ouch several times while whimpering. It hurt quite badly.
"I'm so sorry!" Andrew gushed, while trying to get a look at my crippled hand.
Rachel was playing a few feet away. She hasn't quite clued in about getting ready for prayer yet. She just thinks it's funny that we all close our eyes. Otherwise she ignores us when we ask her to get ready.
But she's a sensitive girl and noticed that Mommy wasn't okay so she grabbed her favorite blankey, crawled into my lap, and lifted the blankey up in the air to rub my cheek with it.
"I don't know if this will work," I'm sure she was thinking, "But Mommy always does it to me and it make me happy so we'll give it a go!"
And it did make me happy. What a sweet girl I have!
It's moment like those that make having kids well worth it!!
ReplyDeleteAw, bless! I must admit that I am continually in awe at the immediate manifestation of personality in children, from the moment they are born... they are such distinct individuals, and they observe and catch on to things so quickly! Were we ever that smart? lol
ReplyDeleteThat is SO CUTE! This is Lindsey from Andrew's design class by the way . . . I told him that I enjoy reading your guyses blog but I don't comment cause I don't know if you remember me. But I love your stories about Rachel as well as the anecdotes of you and Andrew. I love the word anecdote. Anyway, your daughter is precious!
ReplyDeletewhat a sweet girl
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