Wednesday night, my little 2 year old (2 & 5 months) girl, who has been concerned and very sweet to Mommy since the end of January when Pa Pa passed away... said these words as she was about to drift off to sleep in my arms. "Mommy, look at me, look at me. I think got to creek." You want to get in the creek?
Nooo. I get in creek all by my delf. You got in the creek all by yourself, when? Nooo.
I want to go to heaven to see Pa Pa. Honey it doesn't work that way, we have to wait until God wants us to go to heaven and we hope that's going to be a long time, don't we?
I think, umh, umh we NEED to go see Pa Pa in Heaven after church on Sunday. So I primp up with tears and try to hold it back, because I so wish it was that easy and for her at her age to remember and want to see Pa Pa is a prayer answered. I hope she'll always remember the 1 and 3/4 years she had him in her life (not enough).
So we proceed to pray for Pa Pa in heaven and she says: Pray for Mi Mi too, Daddy too, Mommy, Whypser and Flowers too. And Mommy's broken toes. And your boo boo on your heal. And my boo boo on my lip. So we cover all of those items and she was ready for bed.
So yesterday I was bent over and she come and hugged my head and kissed my cheeks saying: Awh, we miss Pa Pa. We miss him. I say: yes, very much. Then, she goes through the process a 2nd time, sweeping my hair back to kiss me on both cheeks saying the same thing.
Then we received news our friend got bit several times by a spider on his leg and she heard us talking about him. So this morning at breakfast with nothing said since yesterday she says: Daddy, is Kenny going to be okay? Yes, honey he's okay. I hope he's okay, Daddy.
WE'RE BLESSED BEYOND BELIEF WITH THIS ONE. AMEN!
This morning after getting bad news from a friend about a spider bite
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