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My firstborn, Dancing Queen turned 11 on the 11th! I've been so busy I haven't really had a chance to sit down and reflect on the joy this child of mine brings to my life. Dancing Queen has her own blog here at homeschoolblogger as SingaporeGirl, so go on over and wish her a belated happy birthday! When I found out I was pregnant with DQ, I had just started working at our church as the first-ever full-time children's worker. It was very stressful, trying to get to know teachers who had been there for years, and had done just fine without any children's worker telling them what to do, thank you very much! I was under so much pressure. One of my deepest prayers was that the child in my womb wouldn't pick up on all my stress and become a nervous, fretful baby. I prayed instead that this child would be full of joy! And, thank God, she was! She was such an easy baby! With both my husband and I working full time in the church, she became the best-known baby in the nursery, there for both services every week. And after service, more often than not, one of the youth from the youth group (my husband was youth pastor at that time) would pick her up from the nursery and keep her until we were free from all our duties. She happily went from person to person, loving all the care and attention that was showered on her! By age 2, we knew that dancing was in her blood. She never was one to play much with toys. Instead, her favorite game was to turn on some music and choreograph her own original moves to the songs, always ending each song with a dramatic pose and an expectation of an ovation from Mom & Dad. And today she still loves to dance. She's asked us for a pair of ballet shoes for Christmas. Dancing Queen has such a gentle and sensitive heart. She seems to pick up on it when someone is feeling down. I can remember when she was just 5 years old, a friend of mine commenting at how blessed she was when, upon having a bad day, just came by to sit and hang out with our family. Dancing Queen snuggled up to her, sort of stroked her arm, and drew her a picture as a present. Later, she told me that she knew our friend was sad and wanted to help her feel better. I've watched her hand the last treat to her younger brother or sister, even when she herself didn't get one. And last year, when a friend chose to take her on a shopping spree for her 10th birthday, she bought gifts for every one of us in the family before she would spend any of the money she was given on herself. I'm so thankful for this gentle, caring, sensitive soul that God has placed in my care! So, happy (belated) birthday, Dancing Queen! You are an incredible special and unique blessing in my life!
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