Wednesday, July 30, 2014

July 30 – “Two”

Chris has been spending some extra time with Kel’s kids lately.  As a result we are experiencing a little more of the wisdom of Noa as well as the exploits of Josiah.  Just two quick examples before I head off fishing.

Noa is learning some words now that she is up and walking all over the place.  She has been doing some sign language already, so the words aren’t far behind.  She definitely says Mama.  Often.  Especially when Mama isn’t around.  That’s to be expected.  She also says DadDad.  Now, I’m not talking about a glitch in the program, stuck needle kind of repeated version of Daddy.  That’s clearly a different second syllable.  This one is DadDad.  No mistake.  Also to be expected, right?  Well, the other dfay as Kel and Christina completed the task of getting Noa’s shoes on, the little tyke stood up, took a long, admiring look at the works of art engulfing her toes, and proclaimed, “Pretty.”  As they stared at each other in disbelief and muttered, “She just said ‘pretty,’” Noa smiled and toddled off.  Oh my.  Always a dangerous thing when a girl of any age says “pretty.” 

And Josiah is the tough as nails three year old who thinks he is the Incredible Hulk.  This is the youngster who closed his eyes while riding his bike to see if that was his super power.  It wasn’t.  He ran into a railing.  Just the other day at the playground he flew down the slide and somehow managed to slice open his chin, a classic boy injury.  The blood actually slowed him down some, though.  They taped it back together for a few days, and he was back to his usual daredevil self.  Then just the other day he was again at the playground – a different one, mind you.  I guess he felt that he had to break it in as well.  At one point he ran by Christina who noticed something a bit unusual, so she cried out, “Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute.”  He screeched to a stop and reluctantly plodded over to her.  Sure enough he had the makings of an impending black eye and bruise on the side of his face.  “What in the world happened?” the concerned Mom asked.  And Josiah replied, “Oh, it’s OK, Mom.  I just ran into the pole.  But it’s OK.  It’ll be just fine.  Don’t worry.”  Uh-huh.  Try getting that one past any Mom on the planet.  But, hey, that’s our little Incredible Hulk.  He’s gonna be one tough bodyguard for his little sister.

1 John 5:2 says, “This is how we know that we love the children of God: by loving God and carrying out his commands.”

Father, watch over Noa as she begins her vocabulary journey.  And keep a special watch over Josiah as he … well, as he lives.  Amen.

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