This morning, Ali was walking towards me, and she stopped suddenly and let out a cry. I couldn’t tell what she did, so I asked her what hurt, and, for the first time ever, she told me!!! she said “foot!” Sure enough, she was walking past the corner of the coffee table, so she probably stumped her toe. It’s so glorious when your child starts communicating what is wrong! So I picked her up and showered her foot with kisses, with all the sound effects to go with, and asked her if it was all better, and she said “all better”. She really liked the healing power of showers of kisses though, so every 2 minutes or so, she would lift her foot up, look at me, and say “foot”. So of course, I would re-heal it all over again, and she would say “all better” all over again. . . only for it to mysteriously start hurting again in 2 minutes! This is such a fun age!
And a special Happy Birthday to my dear friend Barkley!! God brought us together in such a wonderfully sovereign way seven years ago
(this month!) by having Chris and I “randomly” knock on your door – it still amazes me how God orchestrated so many events just so that we could meet and become such great friends, and have a friendship that has changed both of our lives dramatically! Have a wonderful birthday! And even though you can’t hear her from Charleston, I just got Ali to say “Happy Birthday”. Maybe I can get her to say it on the phone later.
p.s. – I’m glad you beat me (just barely) to the “late” 20’s ;) – I think 27 is the point where you can’t claim mid-20’s anymore.