Thursday, May 23, 2013

Snack Time with Sissy

If you ask her what her name is, she'll respond with "Sissy." She's serious too. Not baby, Savannah, munchkin, or pigeon. Sissy. End of discussion. To be honest, I kind of like it. 

Today she woke up from nap before Hope. She's got a memory on her for things that she wants to remember. Like how I said that? Yeah. I told her to pick up her toys and hurry to nap so that she could have a cookie and milk for snack. Yup. She hurried all right...even hurried to wake up. Can I blame her? Well, no! The cookies were awesome in flavor and she remembered that too. Therefore we sat so humbly at the table and divided out the remaining cookies so that each of us would get one.

She so kindly informed me that this one was sissy Hopes, this was hers, and this was Momas. I called her a cookie monster and she corrected me real quick with "No, I Sissy!"

Sissy is the spitting image of me. I see my attitude and sense of humor in her eyes when she looks back at me. She plays the same way I did and pretends with the most imaginable imagination ever. She's wild and heart and tame in spirit. I could seriously eat. her. up. She'll literally go from this in seconds. She's my little spit fire! 


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But as for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more Psalm 71:14