Aha moments
I've been teaching Amy our number in song format. She has it down, finally! Eric pointed out, however, that it does no good unless she knows to sing it if someone asks her. So, today I decided to teach her the cue for singing the song. After several explanations, I thought she had probably got it. Now for the test.
"Amy," I said, "If you get lost, and someone asks you what your mommy's number is what will you sing?"
She paused only briefly before bursting out with (to the tune of another song she recently learned), "I'm NOT lost, I'm NOT lost, the dog is barking loudly and I'm NOT lost!"
So yes, I guess she's missed the boat (or maybe the dog in this case...).
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Every morning I pray that God will give me opportunities to win Amy's heart to Him. Yesterday, while at supper, Amy suddenly grew thoughtful and then stated: "Mommy, tell me about God!" I wasn't sure if I'd heard her correctly so asked her to repeat it. She very clearly said again, "Mommy, tell me about God!" Wow. After (I hope) as simple and complete an answer as her age level could bare, she then said, "Mommy, tell me about Jesus!" Again, another WOW. I pray that my answer was simple enough for her to grasp the reality of both God and Jesus.
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I had to wash Michael's diapers yesterday outside. It was really cold, so I left both children inside while I stepped out to hose the diapers off (I know, leaving your 2 y/o in charge of your 8 m/o isn't necessarily a wise idea, BUT there wasn't anything they could choke on, fall off of, etc and I was only out momentarily). When I came in, Amy and Michael were standing next to the Christmas tree (BIG NO, NO for both of them). Amy had the small white spatula. Michael would periodically reach his hand out to touch the Christmas tree, Amy would then whack it while saying, "No Michael, don't TOUCH da twee, it's a NO, NO!!!" It wasn't hard enough to hurt. Michael would look at her with this sort of confused look while putting his little hand down. When I asked her what she was doing she calmly told me, "I'm keeping Michael from touching da twee." Guess it worked, although I'm not sure about a sibling whacking a younger sibling. Will address that issue later.
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Yesterday I mashed some banana up for Michael. He didn't really like it, so I gave it to Amy. I went to brush my teeth and when I returned Amy was in the process of stuffing the banana into Michael's mouth. She calmly informed me, "Michael told me, Amy, I want the banana. So I said, open your mouth (she opened her mouth widely to demonstrate) and then he ate it."
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I stepped out of the room to put Michael down. When I returned, this was on my screen: "667 6767 u6bgggg7g55hhbhhnh hnhnhhbhbbhh gh hn hhhhhhh67." Amy, did you touch the computer, "No." No one tell me "kids don't know how to lie."
"Amy," I said, "If you get lost, and someone asks you what your mommy's number is what will you sing?"
She paused only briefly before bursting out with (to the tune of another song she recently learned), "I'm NOT lost, I'm NOT lost, the dog is barking loudly and I'm NOT lost!"
So yes, I guess she's missed the boat (or maybe the dog in this case...).
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Every morning I pray that God will give me opportunities to win Amy's heart to Him. Yesterday, while at supper, Amy suddenly grew thoughtful and then stated: "Mommy, tell me about God!" I wasn't sure if I'd heard her correctly so asked her to repeat it. She very clearly said again, "Mommy, tell me about God!" Wow. After (I hope) as simple and complete an answer as her age level could bare, she then said, "Mommy, tell me about Jesus!" Again, another WOW. I pray that my answer was simple enough for her to grasp the reality of both God and Jesus.
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I had to wash Michael's diapers yesterday outside. It was really cold, so I left both children inside while I stepped out to hose the diapers off (I know, leaving your 2 y/o in charge of your 8 m/o isn't necessarily a wise idea, BUT there wasn't anything they could choke on, fall off of, etc and I was only out momentarily). When I came in, Amy and Michael were standing next to the Christmas tree (BIG NO, NO for both of them). Amy had the small white spatula. Michael would periodically reach his hand out to touch the Christmas tree, Amy would then whack it while saying, "No Michael, don't TOUCH da twee, it's a NO, NO!!!" It wasn't hard enough to hurt. Michael would look at her with this sort of confused look while putting his little hand down. When I asked her what she was doing she calmly told me, "I'm keeping Michael from touching da twee." Guess it worked, although I'm not sure about a sibling whacking a younger sibling. Will address that issue later.
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Yesterday I mashed some banana up for Michael. He didn't really like it, so I gave it to Amy. I went to brush my teeth and when I returned Amy was in the process of stuffing the banana into Michael's mouth. She calmly informed me, "Michael told me, Amy, I want the banana. So I said, open your mouth (she opened her mouth widely to demonstrate) and then he ate it."
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I stepped out of the room to put Michael down. When I returned, this was on my screen: "667 6767 u6bgggg7g55hhbhhnh hnhnhhbhbbhh gh hn hhhhhhh67." Amy, did you touch the computer, "No." No one tell me "kids don't know how to lie."
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