Her Rules

Recently, Savannah and I have gone back and forth about her picking up her room. We had agreed that she would clean it up by a certain time and she didn't. I got frustrated. She got frustrated but never said anything negative or disrespectful. I could see the frustration in her eyes though. Finally, I said, "If you think I'm being unfair, tell me. If you are mad at me, tell me why."

Savannah broke out in tears. I didn't understand. Eventually she said, "I have never been mad at you. That's one my rules, I won't let myself be mad at you. I love you too much."

Again I ask, "Where did she get all this wisdom and self control?"

I want to be more like her...

My Napping Girl

Everyday I hear, "Is it a nap day?" There is either rejoicing or a non-stop dialog of how she is going behave, be nice and not bug me by which she thinks she is escaping the nap. Today, we compromised. It is a nap day but she got to choose the location.

Lila Grace is laying beside me as I type this. I am very tempted to snuggle right up next to her.

I love this girl!