Lucia: mommy, are we celebrating Jesus' birthday on Christmas?
Me: yes, that's why we have Christmas and we give gifts to each other as a reminder of all the gifts baby Jesus gave us. We will even have birthday cake.
Lucia: oh, can we have blue cake because baby Jesus is a boy?
Me: yes, I guess so.
Lucia: is our next baby coming after Christmas?
Me: yes, I hope so.
Lucia: mommy, is baby Jesus in your tummy?
Thursday, December 20, 2012
December 20, 2012
My mom fell off a ladder a few nights ago and fractured her ankle. So tonight when I was putting Lucia to bed we prayed that "God would heal Nonna's broken foot and that he'd giver her patience as it healed.
Lucia: did her foot come all the way off?
Me: no baby, just the bone ibroke inside and it will grow back together, Nonna just can't walk on it, so we need God to heal her.
Lucia: oh. Can Nonna walk to God?
Me: no, right now she's not supposed to walk at all.
Lucia: mommy, how come we can't see God?
Me: we can't see Gods face baby, but we can see God in our lives. We can see him when miracles happen, we can see him in all the blessings he's given us and how he protects us and keeps us safe. We see him when we see his beautiful creations of people and trees and mountains. But we won't get to see Gods face until we die and go to heaven.
Lucia: is Heaven our real home and this is just our pretend home?
Me: yes, baby, heaven is our real home forever. This is our house and its real, but it's not forever.
Lucia: oh...
Lucia: did her foot come all the way off?
Me: no baby, just the bone ibroke inside and it will grow back together, Nonna just can't walk on it, so we need God to heal her.
Lucia: oh. Can Nonna walk to God?
Me: no, right now she's not supposed to walk at all.
Lucia: mommy, how come we can't see God?
Me: we can't see Gods face baby, but we can see God in our lives. We can see him when miracles happen, we can see him in all the blessings he's given us and how he protects us and keeps us safe. We see him when we see his beautiful creations of people and trees and mountains. But we won't get to see Gods face until we die and go to heaven.
Lucia: is Heaven our real home and this is just our pretend home?
Me: yes, baby, heaven is our real home forever. This is our house and its real, but it's not forever.
Lucia: oh...
Friday, December 7, 2012
November 7, 2012
It's 7:30am and we are eating a little breakfast and watching cartoons.
Lucia: mommy, I'm getting bigger, but how come by boobies aren't getting bigger?
Lucia: mommy, I'm getting bigger, but how come by boobies aren't getting bigger?
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
November 29, 2012
Me: Lucia, if you eat one more carrot, you will make me very happy.
Lucia: but mommy, I already ate one carrot and it made me very happy so I'm done now.
Lucia: but mommy, I already ate one carrot and it made me very happy so I'm done now.
November 27, 2012
I had already gotten the twins out of the bath and dressed and they went running into the playroom.
I scooped Lucia up into her pink and grey dotted towel and cradled her like a baby.
Me: you know I love you so much, don't you?
Lucia: Yeeeeesssssss, I know.
Me: you're my baby girl.
L: I'm not a baby! I'm Lucia Marcella Hardison.
Me: you are. But you're also my baby girl. You always will be because you were my first baby. You are my special gift.
L: I'm not a gift!
Me: yes, you are my special present that God gave me. Jesus put you inside my tummy and after you grew and grew into a perfect baby, you were born. And you were a very very special gift to me and daddy!
I carried her into her room and before setting her down on her bed she said:
L: mommy, I want Jesus to come to our house.
Me: well baby, Jesus is always at our house. We can't see him with our eyes, only our hearts, but He is always here watching over us and taking care of us.
L: I know, but sometimes I just want him to come to our house to play with me.
I scooped Lucia up into her pink and grey dotted towel and cradled her like a baby.
Me: you know I love you so much, don't you?
Lucia: Yeeeeesssssss, I know.
Me: you're my baby girl.
L: I'm not a baby! I'm Lucia Marcella Hardison.
Me: you are. But you're also my baby girl. You always will be because you were my first baby. You are my special gift.
L: I'm not a gift!
Me: yes, you are my special present that God gave me. Jesus put you inside my tummy and after you grew and grew into a perfect baby, you were born. And you were a very very special gift to me and daddy!
I carried her into her room and before setting her down on her bed she said:
L: mommy, I want Jesus to come to our house.
Me: well baby, Jesus is always at our house. We can't see him with our eyes, only our hearts, but He is always here watching over us and taking care of us.
L: I know, but sometimes I just want him to come to our house to play with me.
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