For a girl who likes trying on every shoe in sight, I can't keep shoes on your feet. Every time I send you outside I know that your shoes will be gone by the time I call you in. You're like me that way – you love feeling grass or dirt or sand between your toes. It can be downright humorous to watch you – barefoot and likely somewhat dirty, but wearing a dress and a crown, asking to be called “Princess Twinkle”. Oh, little Aba, you make my heart sing.
You and Isaac are the best of friends, but nothing frustrates him more than you electing to scrub potatoes with me instead of playing with him. You love to help and be “big”. I'll say, “Thank you, Abby, you were very helpful” or “You're getting so big, sweetie.” You never respond with a simple “yeah.” It's always “Yes, I was” or “Yes, I am.” You crack me up!
Your imagination amazes me. Daddy thinks you will be a story-writer because you already make up your own little dramas. Sometimes at the dinner table Daddy will ask you to tell a story and it usually goes something like this: “Once upon a time there was a little girl named Julianne and and and she she um she um lived in a palace and then one day she fell down and got ouchies and then she uh uh got a pink bandaid and that's the end.” You also act out your stories: “Mama, this blanky has my baby Dooty in it. I'm the nurse and then I grow up to be her mama too.” The imagination is so good that even Dooty didn't exist – you were simply holding a blanket!
You insist that you want to be a “ballet girl” when you grow up and you walk around the house spinning and jumping. We saw a preteen girl dance at the “Kid's Fair” talent show and ever since you've been copying her moves. Sometimes you put your feet on the table during supper and when we remind you to put them down, you insist, “I have to practice ballet!”
We've had a few more “testing” incidents – where you deliberately disobey, or throw a screaming fit when you don't get your way. I'm learning that your will is stronger than I thought – but that's probably a good thing! I also often see a repentant heart and a desire to snuggle surface right after these confrontations, so I really believe you are receiving what the Holy Spirit is teaching you.
I am so glad I have my little girl. Whether it's doing dishes while the “guys” do yardwork or shopping while they go backpacking, I'm glad to have a daughter and companion.