Oh, BOY!
Friends, I think I’m in trouble.
Signs you may be in for a wild ride
1) Even during birth, your daughter wants to assert her independence and her opinion. (example: Every time the doctor tried to turn me to help labor progress, my daughter’s heart rate dropped and I had to go on oxygen.)
2) As soon as your daughter can stand, every time she holds onto a pole for support...she dances.
3) Your daughter likes to climb onto tables...and, you guessed it, dance. Or just jump up and down.
4) Your daughter seems to have no fear. (example: that little video in my previous post cuts off because as soon as she reaches the top, she jumps...sometimes toward you...sometimes not)
5) Your daughter becomes fixated on a cute, older (by five years!) boy (whom she called “Boy” all evening) and ended up doing this:
So, I ask you; how do you think she’s going to turn out?
:)
Photo: M and "Boy" (2007)
7 comments:
As long as Momma keeps praying, and Daddy waves his shotgun, I'm sure she'll turn out just fine.
Ha! When I asked my husband the other night if he was worried at all, he said he had it under control...now I know why! :)
umm... wait a minute - we're talking shotguns with a precious 7 year old here! i'm kind of liking the "mommy keeps praying" part... :)
She is so beautiful. Children see past our weaknesses and hug us... a wonderful gift!
You hang on to Jesus during the wild ride! And guess what? I have a daughter who has been stronly independent and fearless since day one and truly gave us a run for our money. But God is good. HE is changing her heart and molding her into a humble and gracious young lady--a 180 degree turn in the past 6 months!
TJ - The shotguns are for when they're 16, not 7 (ha!). Don't worry; you're sweet son is safe at our house!
LL - Thanks so much. That's so true, isn't it? I love those hugs!
OMW - I will definitely remember that. And in about 14 years when I'm freaking out over it, I'll give you a call and you'll have to remind me again.
This was really funny, Tina. I love your sense of humor about being a mom...
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