While trying to convince me that it wasn't too cold for her to play outside: "Mommy, if I put on a long sleeved shirt AND long sleeved pants, can I go outside and play?"
While brushing her hair, I was telling her that I really love the way that she is friends with everyone, and how that makes me so proud. When she held up her little hand and said with emotion, "Stop, Mommy, you are going to make me cry!"
A few minutes later in the same conversation, I reminded her to speak when spoken to. This has never really been a problem for her until just recently when we started going to our new church. Everyone is so kind, and speaks to her, and she has not been as good at speaking back to them as I want her to be. So, I was encouraging her to remember that it is rude not to speak back, and we want her to be polite. I also told her to remember to speak loud enough for them to hear her. That's when her little hand went flying back up again, and she said, "Well, THAT'S only if they're OLD."
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Consider this my official offer to be her agent...the Dr. Seuss book "Oh The Places You'll Go!" seems to come to mind. ;)
Thanks so much for visiting my blog. So fun to meet new sisters in Christ through blogland :). Your daughter sounds like she would be a kindred spirit to my ElizaJane.
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