You know when you are pregnant, you kind of keep it a secret at first just telling a few people. Then when you decide to tell people (at 5 weeks with Emily, 23 weeks with Abigail... we like variety), you tell everyone- your friends, the people you work with, the cashier at Casey's? That is where I am at right now. I am so excited to be possibly adding to our family... whether it is for a day or a lifetime. I was thinking today that I want to get a photo album and keep track of the kids that we are blessed to take care of. I don't know if that is legal or not so I won't go taking pictures before I find out, but I think it would be cool.
"For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you." Matthew 7:2- This has always been a very scary verse to me. I try to not judge people but as I was taught tonight, it is a constant battle. I took the girls to Claire's to buy a gift for a birthday party tomorrow. The second we walked in, there was a high schoolish (I like to make up new words) girl in our faces, "HI! WELCOME TO CLAIRE'S! WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR TODAY?" I am a shopper who really hates that. I want to go in and look. If I have questions, I will ask. Say hello and then back down. But oh, no, she was all over us. She followed us and gave me a basket to put my stuff in, even though I didn't want one. I took it with a fake smile, said thanks, and turned away. I will admit that I was not friendly. I was standing with Sophia and Abby at one of the kiosks and am watching her attack Emily to ask what she liked, what she wanted, and give her a basket. In hindsight, I am so proud of my daughter who is so nice and outgoing. She was very genuine in saying thank you and taking the basket that she didn't need. Emily then came over to me and I was snarky and said, "Oh my gosh. Is she not annoying?" I really don't think Emily would have even thought anything of it unless I said something. Fast forward to checking out. She is the one helping us and I notice that she is "a cutter". I felt about 1 inch tall. This poor girl had deep, deep painful looking scars on her arms where she has cut herself probably because she has low self esteem and here I am- a grown woman acting the exact way that I tell my kids not to act. It was such a wake-up call. I could have cried. I wanted to hug that girl and tell her that she is awesome. Good for her for trying to do a good job at work. Good for her for wearing a dress that shows her scars. And good for her for having a smile on her beautiful (no, really, she was VERY pretty!) face even though she has obviously been through a rough time. She may never know, but God used this girl. I, personally, will never forget her.
Well, that was a downer. Is it awkward (what an awkward word to spell) to go into Cronquist Kid Quotes of the Day? Nope, here we go...
At Claire's, Abby and Sophia had $1 to spend. Sophia also brought 3 nickels. She just wasn't getting that she essentially could NOT buy anything over a dollar since the merchandise doesn't go in that small of increments. After about 15 minutes of trying to explain this to her, she is near tears and finally says, "Well, then why did God even make nickels if they aren't worth anything!!!"
***The funniest thing is that we bribe her with pennies all the time and she gets so excited!
This isn't a quote but it made me chuckle this morning. As I was dropping Em off, she was walking towards the Junior High doors and I rolled down my window and in an obnoxiously loud southern accented voice called out, "Bye, Sugar Bun! Have a great day! I love you! Come and give your momma a kiss!"
***I think I laughed a little more about this than she did.
Time to go. I think I hear a puzzle calling my name... Night all.
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