Jan. 28, 2009
Chocolate
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With Valentine's Day approaching, I thought I'd talk about my favorite food, chocolate. Or rather, my 6yo daughter and her love/hate relationship with the stuff. Cassie has never really been my sweet tooth girl. She decided when she was about 3 that she preferred vanilla ice cream over chocolate, white cake instead of chocolate cake, and given the choice of a vanilla cookie over chocolate one, she would choose the vanilla. When she entered kindergarten, her best friend, A. told her "I don't like chocolate" and suddenly Cassie's vanilla preference had a " raison d'être". So for the next two years Cassie has announced "I don't like chocolate" when offered any of that wonderful concoction. Cool with me, that just meant more for me. However, lately I have noticed Cassie eating chocolate more and more often. Today she announced, as we were making oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, " I don't understand why A. doesn't like chocolate." "Hmmm..." I replied, "So are you saying you always liked chocolate?" "Yes." was her reply as she continued to pick out chips from the cookie batter. "So...were you just pretending to not like chocolate when you were friends with A?" "Yup!" "A. sure was lucky to have you for a friend I think." Imagine giving up chocolate for a year just to be a friend. I'm not saying this is what happened. But this is how I imagine it to have happened. How else can I explain a child of mine NOT liking chocolate? At least she has finally come to her senses. |
Jan. 8, 2009
New Life
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Today I had the privilege of meeting a new life. A sweet baby girl, Taylor, 5lb 12 oz. She was born to the daughter of a dear friend of mine. Baby Taylor chose to enter the world a little ahead of schedule, 27 days to be exact, if you can be exact in such an in-exact science as the birth of a child. At first I was nervous about going to visit this new baby. Her mother was my friend's daughter, whom I have known for most of our time on Guam, so have watched her grow up into a beautiful young woman. But I hadn't even seen her once during her pregnancy, though I talked with her mom often. I overcame my fear and went. And am so glad I did. It was so beautiful to see that look in a new mom's face when she has fallen in love with her very first child. That look was on A.'s face as she welcomed me into the room and then gazed back at her tiny precious baby. Her mom walked in a few minutes later and I hugged Grandma P.for the first time-- as a grandma anyway. Recently I heard the description of the bond between a mom and a nursing baby as being the purest form of love. I truly believe that. I saw it tonight. Nothing is more pure than the first love a mom has for her first baby. To realize that her perfectly formed toes and fingers, silky smooth skin and angelic look was created in side her womb by the hand of God. It's a beautiful sight to see that look. Thank you for allowing me to share that moment. |