Wednesday, June 19, 2013
In the midst of it all, I do love the opportunity that it provided for us with the children. The girls went through the obvious thought processes of fear, wonder, uncertainty, and confusion. But we chose to speak with them openly and honestly about it, not painting fear, but rather matter-of-fact conversations that would mentally prepare them and put them at ease.
One such conversation stemmed from a hasty comment of fear that the fire would come and burn us up in our home. "What would we do if we lost all our stuff?" "Are we able to run faster than the fire?" and the list of questions went on. What a great opportunity to talk to the girls about being prepared, watching the news and knowing the timing of things so that we gave ourselves plenty of time. We also talked about stuff and how it's just that - STUFF. Stuff can be replaced, but what is most important? As the girl's rattled off answers to that question, we were able to boil it down to people and memories. As long as family and loved ones are safe, along with those special memories, everything is fine. I certainly do love the moments when we get to remind our children of what is truly important - not just the stuff.
We also were able to have the conversation about how the fire started. Mia, being the benefit of the doubt giver that she is, said that she thought maybe someone was roasting marshmallows and then the fire got too big. Or, she said, maybe someones electricity got too hot. Both plausible scenarios in my mind. Lilia thought maybe it started in an armpit - very seriously.(You should see her serious face) So, we flushed that out a little bit and she finally came to the conclusion that maybe an armpit start wasn't as possible as originally thought.
Finally, on Saturday, we got some rain. The first thing I heard as the girls came charging down the stairs is "MOMMY!! we prayed for rain and God listened!! He really listened!" What a beautiful reminder to the girls to always bring things to the Lord in prayer because he DOES listen.
Their sweet hearts continue to pray for the fire, those who have "broken homes" now, and thank Him for the firefighters who "save people." Such sweet moments and lessons that came out of such a tragedy.
Friday, June 7, 2013
Living in the house with two outgoing girls, ages 5 and 3, one is never short on conversation and hilarious moments. More often than not, both of those are combined into one. Here is a sampling of our week.
(1) *relaying the dinner they had at Famous Dave's with Grand mama and Papa
Me: that was so fun that you went to Famous Dave's
Mia: yup! Its all about the pig!
Me: umm...you're silly
Mia: oh and the strangest thing. Famous Dave's only serves chocolate milk.
Me: oh really...
Mia: yup. Grandmama said they don't have white milk or water so we had to have chocolate milk. It was just interesting.
(2) *during a nice dinner*
Lilia: mom, why are your bawndles (aka breasts) so big?
Me: well, that's how Jesus made me.
Mia: well ours are so small. When will they get big?
Me: maybe when you get 12 or 13 they will start growing
Lilia: *wrinkling her nose and scrunching her face* maybe when I turn 30 they'll be really big!
Me: lol...yes, dear...maybe
(3) *who knows when*
Mia: how old are you?
Me: I am 29 years old...super old!
Lilia: YOU CANT BE 29!!! THATS TOO OLD...YOU'LL DIE!!
(4) *on our way to Ashley's*
Lilia: mom!? *hands on her hips*
Me: yes, sweetie
Lilia: I will not break things today. I promise. Ashley will just love me.
Me: oh thank you sweets! Lol