My daughters generally don’t try to be funny, but sometimes (as the TV show used to say) kids say the funniest things!
Faith is my soft hearted one; she is quick to let the dog love on her and any other animal for that matter! We are always hearing from her teacher how she is helping some other kid at school through a tough time. So we have come to expect her tenderhearted moments. She is also the shy one, doesn’t want to talk to new people or sometimes even people she knows! What she doesn’t realize is how funny she is, without even trying! She will say something funny and after we are all dying laughing, she’ll say “what…what… what are you laughing at?”
A while back the girls were in the back seat of the truck playing something on their iPod thingy. It was some kind of dare game and all of the sudden Faith says, “What is the opposite foot?” We just died laughing!
I think she was having a blond moment because the game was telling her to do something on one foot and do something else on the opposite foot. In reading it, she didn’t tie the concept into what it had actually said. It was just an innocent question, and of course led to her “what..what” statement.
Another time we were on our way to church with their grandparents and we were talking about what to buy for one of the aunts’ birthdays. My mother-in-law said, “ I don’t know what to buy for her.” We talked a little longer and all of the sudden, kind of under her breath Faith says, “you know what to buy for her…”. Of course we all asked, “no, what?”. She says, “ oh, I don’t know, I was just asking!”
She is also my hugger. She always wants to hold your hand or hug. I sometimes fuss at her a little because it seems she always wants to do this when we are hot and sweaty from working outside. I have been convicted in the last few days about that. There will come a time when she is not around to hug or hold hands with, and I don’t want to be filled with regrets about my hugger!
The Lord has blessed me with two beautiful daughters who, I regret to say, are coming up on the age when boys become an interest. Makes me a little sad that time has passed so quickly, just yesterday I carried them out of the delivery room. One in each arm and they fit from my elbow to my palm.
Boys, just a warning….if you hurt my girls, I will hurt you! Just kidding….or am I?