The preciousness of this little one is overwhelming. She's our CuddleBug, one who will not let you leave the room (when she's going to bed) without hugging and kissing her multiple times. She's our daredevil, always looking for the hard way to accomplish something. She's a mysterious mixture of sweet and sassy.She, truly, has a precious heart...YET is a fireball waiting to erupt. For there is a small streak of "how far can I push this?" that runs through her blood. Obviously gotten from my husband's DNA. As I never would push the limit. (For those of you that know me...zip it.)
But man oh man! when this little "edgy" personality breaks through and mixes with her deep, little voice and big puppy eyes...it's just so hard to NOT laugh.
(Note to self. Laughing while administering correction, shockingly, is not helpful. Apparently, you lose the whole parental credibility thing. Must. remember. this.)
So I was standing in the corner of their room, unnoticed as I was putting away laundry. Just as I looked up, I saw Selah, the precious little angel that she is, throw back her arm to the full extension of flexibility.
Time stands still as my mind processes what I'm witnessing. Surely, she's not planning to hit her sister! Followed by a "Who am I kidding? Of course, she is!" But apparently, the message of "stop her!" sent from my brain to my feet wasn't fast enough.
...And just as she threw her arm forward to hit Charis, out came a repentent and sweet sounding "Sorry!" Immediately followed by a hard *whack*.
Huh. Well, isn't that something? Never read about this situation in my trusty parental handbook. The apology comes before the offense. Nice.
"Selah!!!" Whipping around quickly, her eyes were wide open at the sudden realization that she'd been caught. But this girl's got some mad drama skills. Because the shocked look FAST turned to an "Yes mother-dear? Is there something you need?" facade.
But before I could even say a word, out of her mouth innocently comes "But I said I was sorry."
Eh. Um, yeah. But you happened to say it BEFORE you hauled off and nailed her. You can't say "Pardon me for what I'm about to do."
Really, the longer I'm a parent, the more I realize I'm so not equipped to do this job without a large dose of heavenly wisdom. So I'm signing off...heading out to beg another injection from the Lord.
Need. Wisdom. Now. Before she turns 4 and her abilities to rationalize and strategize become even more perfected. ;)
9 comments:
Boy, parenting is sure an adventure.
Thanks so much for visiting my little blog! I love finding new interesting blogs to peruse. Your littlest one has the cutest dimples I think....ever?!
I also liked your thumbsucking = heroin thing. I to find that statcounter is a little freaky sometimes. You never know what you're gonna see on that thing!
(frankly, I usually don't want to know)
Your Selah sounds similar to my little Robi-bird. I sooo love the passion these little sweet an' sassy girls - it's just a matter of CHANNELING that passion for good! :)
I hear ya. I'm so not equipped to deal with all the character "issues" (that I pass down to my children). She's adorable though... makes it almost harder. ~ K
Isn't this whole parenting thing fun?? :)
This cracked me up! I'm glad I wasn't the one standing there trying to administer discipline with a straight face. :)
And I'm also glad I'm not the only one in these weird I-never-imagined-my-kids-would-do-this-and-now-how-do-I-respond predicaments!
I love what javamamma said "sweet an' sassy" LOL my grandpa had that printed on the car he gave me for my 16th b-day! And of course I got one myself in our little 5 year old Savannah!! Still trying to figure out how to not squash the passion, while taiming it just a tad! :0)
SOOOOOO loving this child! She is not allowed to get anywhere near T - it would be disastrous for us!
May God continue to lavish His wisdom on us!!!! AMEN girl.
Ok, I totally thought I commented here. I think Selah and Nehemiah would have quite the time playing together. He did the SAME thing to Joseph the other day. A sweet little "sorry" followed by a big ol shove that landed Joseph on his bottom. Then a roaring laughter. Only difference is that when I call him on it he still laughs. "Yeah Ma, what are YOU going to do about it? Wanna be next?" :)
laughing out LOUD...yup, you better seek God for wisdom, but blessed you (notice I didn't say lucky) ;-) God freely gives wisdom for those who ask.
*thanks for the tip on Heidi Baker, Guy Chevreau was at our church last week (his wife runs the Canadian division of the Baker's ministry. Anyhow, Guy had spoken of Heidi and her heavenly disposition ("could anyone be as sweet as Heidi?")- I am ordering her books tonight. (2 people talking of the same woman/ministry...time to move!)
thanks
Kimmie
mama to 6
one homemade and 5 adopted
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