I don't want to whizz through these treasured moments and forget them. They could sound like little "nothing" stories, but to me, they are precious gifts from God. They are all from you, all for you, God.
*Vivi put her hand on mine at dinner last night, leaned in close and whispered in my ear just like she's seen her siblings do. She said no words at all... just joy whispers, wordless consonant-breaths, that made her mama's heart puddle. More whispers today too. She loves laying down on the grass and looking at the sky or laying on a bed, wiggling under the covers and snuggling her little head into a big pillow. She also loves her siblings: "Gege" (somehow she remembered the Chinese word for 'older brother' without us urging her!), 'Ma Lee" (she says it as if her big sister's real name is Molly), and "Do" or sometimes "Joe" (John). And she loves "baht bam" (popcorn) too.
*John's regular, precious prayers: "Gank you God, pray for...." And when we pulled over to admire four deer eating grass near the road a few days ago, how John told me as I started to drive away, "no, mama, I want to sing to them! As the deer..."
*Marian singing right now in bed, a little aria of kinder-praise. Oh, but wait, now she's giggling loud, and moving into a "hot dog song."
*Just before bed, the big three were transformed into "Underwear Men" with you-know-what as their face masks. (yikes)
*And our big guy has been way more into cuddles and kisses lately and I. Love. It. I love the young man he's becoming. His stuffed animal Pup has had at least a dozen birthdays, each with it's own party, in just the past two weeks.... They're all growing up so fast :)
Thank you, Father!
|our tea & popcorn party yesterday... we're so grateful for these fantastic neighbors|