"A bouncy ball." Lulie pokes a mole below my collar bone. "A bouncy ball."
"Don't." I shoo her chubby finger.
Poke. "A tiny bouncy ball."
"Honey don't, that hurts."
"A bouncy ball," she chimes, finger pointed.
I cover the nubby, "Lucy."
"When I be a woman," she says, "I will have a bouncy ball too."
And like the long sigh, the nervous hum, the occasional sniff, my children gather my flaws and call them perfect.
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smiles. yes she does...adorable....
Sweet.
*Smile* and that's unconditional love.
Exactly. See how much influence you have! Oh that they latch onto the really important ones as well.
LOVE
That just made my day.
lovely covering :) (1 Pet 4:8)
oh! oh! I have a bouncy ball too! ;)
Love that girl.
Oh, how lovely! Oh how true, until teenhood (for too many).
Great post.
Meryl Jaffe
http://departingthetext.blogspot.com
so sweet
Oh, this is way too cute.
My three year old daughter's new favorite thing to say is "I'm a girl. I have a uterus." Classic.
oh, bethany, how can we keep them just like this?
loved the way you painted this moment. beautiful.
So sweet! Bet you never knew you had a bouncy ball, huh?!
Reminds me of how my younger brother used to say "when I grow up and I'm Rachelle, I'm going to....." That always cracked me up.
What a cutie-pie she is.
I have a "polka-dot" haha!
i laughed out loud at this, then sighed as you so perfectly said it... the way they transform our lives, each day, helping us see our Savior, no? love you, lady with the tiny bouncy ball :)
such a sweet heart!
"my children gather my flaws and call them perfect." oh, yes! so true...
That is so cute...Ben asked me once if he could have poka dots on his face like mine.
Pam
Oh, that's beautiful!
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