My heart has been so heavy lately as I have been fervently praying for God to work a miracle in the life of Baby Samuel. I am still earnestly calling out to God to intervene for this precious baby boy, and am waiting with eager anticipation to hear a good report soon. In the mean time, I guess God knew I needed some good laughs. Of course, He used my Coralyn to lighten the mood and bring smiles to my face and fill my heart with joy.
"Read it the other way." When Lawrence reads to Coralyn, he likes to use expression and emotion, like any good teacher would when modeling what great readers do. He tries out his different voices: cowboy, squeaky, hick, deep bass, and so on. For some reason, Coralyn does not find this amusing at all. Every time he tries to do something fun, she stops him and reprimands, "No, read it the other way." So he teases her a bit more and tries out a few more voices. Nope, she won't have any of it. "NO! Read it normal!" And so Lawrence gives in and reads in his plain, old regular boring voice. Coralyn has caught on to the fact that he will always start with the silly voices, and so now before she ever hands him the book she wants him to read, she starts out with, "Read it the other way. Read it normal."
"This pickle died." The other day for lunch, I didn't feel like making anything and so I just gave Coralyn her plate of leftovers from the evening before. Her pickle had kind of shriveled up, but I figured it was still good. I wasn't about to waste food! However, Coralyn didn't seem to agree with my opinion of the pickle's condition. She looked at it, crinkled up her face, and handed me the apparently uneatable pickle. In all seriousness, she explains, "Mommy, this pickle died."
"It's on backwards." Coralyn wanted to watch her afternoon episode of Go! Diego, Go! and so I got the TV on and started the show. I forgot, however, to turn up the volume. I didn't realize my mistake and went into the kitchen to finish up supper. Coralyn promptly called me back into the living room. "It's on backwards, Mommy," she complained and handed me the remote to remedy the problem. Once I adjusted the volume, she was good to go!
"I wanna wake up." As we are eating lunch and I remind Coralyn that when we are done, she and Kellah are both going to take naps, Coralyn informs me, "No, I wanna wake up." Well, my precious child, you haven't even gone to sleep yet, so you might have a hard time waking up. She didn't seem to appreciate my explanation that in order to wake up she first had to go to sleep.
"Big hug." This is my absolute favorite. The other day Coralyn was not interested in taking a nap and came up with multiple reasons to come out of her room: she needed to go potty, she was thirsty, she heard something, her back itched, her head itched, she needed a wet towel (a baby wipe to use to wipe her nose), she needed to take her bow out of her hair, she wanted me to read a story, she wanted me to sing a song, she wanted to give me a big hug. After an hour of excuses, I was getting pretty frustrated, especially since every time she came out of her room, she walked past Kellah's room and made enough noise that Kellah woke up from her nap before she was ready (at least in my opinion). But, how could I get mad at my sweet little girl when she came to the top of the stairs and says with her arms open as wide as she could get them, "Mommy, I want to give you a big hug." I wrapped her up tight, kissed her on the head, and took in the precious kairos moment. Then, I promptly escorted her back to her room and explained that I loved her dearly and she needed to take a nap now. The moment was over. My sweet little girl turned into a mad woman and began screaming and shouting, which of course woke up Kellah, who had just gone back to sleep.
I am so thankful for these memories, even if at the time I wasn't treasuring the moment. I am glad that God has a sense of humor and uses my little girl to make me laugh. I am blessed beyond words to be Coralyn's mommy (and Kellah's too). I am praying for many more smiles and giggles in the future.
How can you not smile at these lovely ladies?
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