I enjoy teaching my little girl everything, even things that I shouldn’t. Though I don’t teach her everything that I shouldn’t; just like the other day she learned to blow bubbles in her milk without my help. Oh yeah, I did NOT teach her this, she learned this on her own. (She’ll be three in a few weeks.) Last night she woke up crying; she had gotten too hot. I had put her into some cooler clothes and re-arranged her blankets on her bed; they had gotten bundled up from her wiggling.
In the meantime she was lying in my bed…for a short time. I wanted to confirm she didn’t have a fever and had gotten sick again. Nothing worse than being in your room while your child is sick and throwing up in her room.
She began babbling away at me, so I rolled over to check her forehead again; it was cooler than it was earlier. She ran her hand down my arm, to my elbow and said, “Boo boo?” I said quietly, “No, that’s my elbow.” (boo boo is one of the first words she’s learned from falling and getting a scratch on her leg. I told her it was a boo boo, so now everything is a boo boo.) She and I both repeated the word a few times, pointing to her elbow. She then brought her legs up, putting her hands on her knees and says, “Elbows!” I laugh and say, “No, silly girl, those are your knees.” She repeats after me. Then I point to her elbows and say elbows and then the same to her knees.
It’s great to see the expression on her face when she’s learning something new. She smiles and her eyes light up. Children are God’s greatest gifts.