Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Almost, But Not Quite
Every day, I try to instill principles from God's word into my children's hearts. Some days I can see that they are grasping these truths, while on other days, I know we have work to do. (I realize that this is a lifelong process; I continue to work on my own heart as well.)
This morning, we were talking about overcoming evil with good (Rom. 12:21). My Best Girl responded excitedly, "That means if someone tries to get me to do something bad, I will do good instead!" Happily I said, "That's exactly right."
Then, my Best Girl said, "So, if Maleficent tries to get me to do evil, I won't do it. If she wants me to prick my finger, I will run the other way!"
Ah, yes. She's four. Hopefully, she'll be able to apply this lesson to other situations. I doubt Maleficent will be at preschool today.
FYI: Maleficent is the villain in Sleeping Beauty.
This morning, we were talking about overcoming evil with good (Rom. 12:21). My Best Girl responded excitedly, "That means if someone tries to get me to do something bad, I will do good instead!" Happily I said, "That's exactly right."
Then, my Best Girl said, "So, if Maleficent tries to get me to do evil, I won't do it. If she wants me to prick my finger, I will run the other way!"
Ah, yes. She's four. Hopefully, she'll be able to apply this lesson to other situations. I doubt Maleficent will be at preschool today.
FYI: Maleficent is the villain in Sleeping Beauty.
Labels: My Best Girl, Small Talk
Monday, February 9, 2009
Small Talk in the Car
Here are a few snippets heard in my car today:
Best Girl: I just can't wait until I die!
Apparently, she is really looking forward to Heaven, and she is really excited to see all the jewels there. I just hope she doesn't arrive before me! In the past 24 hours, however, she has fallen down the stairs in the garage, scraped her face on the concrete in a parking lot, and run into a wall (her face looks like she has been abused). I may have to carry her to keep her from more bodily harm.
Also heard in my car today:
Best Girl: My school is the best because we get to play before we do work.
Favorite Boy: Well, at my school, you have to do like eleven pages of work every single day.
Best Girl: Wow. I don't ever want to go to that school!
Yes, those first grade teachers are practically slave drivers.
Best Girl: I just can't wait until I die!
Apparently, she is really looking forward to Heaven, and she is really excited to see all the jewels there. I just hope she doesn't arrive before me! In the past 24 hours, however, she has fallen down the stairs in the garage, scraped her face on the concrete in a parking lot, and run into a wall (her face looks like she has been abused). I may have to carry her to keep her from more bodily harm.
Also heard in my car today:
Best Girl: My school is the best because we get to play before we do work.
Favorite Boy: Well, at my school, you have to do like eleven pages of work every single day.
Best Girl: Wow. I don't ever want to go to that school!
Yes, those first grade teachers are practically slave drivers.
Labels: My Best Girl, My Favorite Boy, Small Talk