How many of us have an “almost” true story? How many of us convince ourselves that what is almost true is really true? Our minds are very powerful things. It always amazes me how God made us all so different yet so much a like. Here is an interesting story (very true) about my 7 year old. First let me paint the picture for you all.
So here is my beautiful spunky fun little 2nd grader. Glasses, big front teeth, just adorable. Usually she is wearing some concoction of an outfit. Like a ratty dress up and tap shoes or something that mimics the pilgrim era. Very comical if you have no where to go, not so funny when she was dressed for the day and now she’s not and you have to leave like yesterday (not easy for “fly by the seat of your pants” kinda Mom). That’s Ella in all her glory.
On this particular day I was not on my “A” game. I was tired from lack of sleep, worn down from some family medical problems and honestly my mind was just totally preoccupied. That is probably why I didn’t notice Ella’s hair sticking straight up that morning before school. Or that I ignored the comment about “why her hair just won’t stay down today”. I was in that 7:15 am fog of “whatever, let’s just get moving” mode.
Off to school she and her sister went. Still in my “fog” most of the day I didn’t seem to piece together the puzzle that was soon to unfold little by little later that afternoon. How did I miss the hair on the bathroom floor or the scissors on the bathroom counter? I was totally unaware of any of it.
Fast-forward to 3:30pm. Ready to start the “madness” of after school life. …continue reading
