Things I Love About Her...

I love her so-so much.  Since she was a baby I have told her that she is in my heart.  It is funny how easily she just slipped right in there... never to escape the love of this mom.  Sarah was a blessing in Eric and my lives when we needed it the most.  God knew that he and I needed a ray of sunshine and hope and he gave us Sarah Jo.  He had a plan for us as her parents, and he has a plan for her. 

"For I know the plans I have for you,"  Declares the Lord.  "Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."  Jeremiah 29:11

I love her smile.  From very early, almost 1 month, Sarah smiled, and hasn't stopped.  She smiles very easily, so easily in fact, that my Dad called her "Smiley" as a nickname.

I love her beautiful blue eyes.

I love that she was such an easy baby... hardly any crying, took a bottle, went to bed easily, always slept in her crib, liked baby food, took two naps a day, loved being with people, did not mind her car seat at all, and traveled very well.

I love that she wants to have stories read to her.  .She likes Eric and I both to read her a book before bed. And, she loves for Eric to read her a Bible story every night. 

I love her excitement for little things, playing outside, riding her bike, getting a card or postcard in the mail addressed to her, swinging, playing with our dog, a balloon.

I love that before meals when asked if there is anything that she wants Eric or I to pray about that she will name off people and things that she is concerned about or has been thinking about.  Some that I recall praying for many many times over the last year were Robert, Nanee and Popee, Ford and Parker, Great Grandpa, and our Kitty. 

I love that she wants us to pray for "sweet dreams" before going to sleep. 

I love that when she was little, and for some reason couldn't say milk, she would say "pootie".  Milk = Pootie!  And that was what it was called for over a year until she finally learned how to say milk about two months after turning two.  Now, sometimes at night, when I am laying in her bed with her while she is trying to fall asleep, I will hear this little voice say quietly, "pootie", then a little louder, "pootie", and she will keep saying it until she gets me to laugh.  Then she and I will have a giggle fest before falling asleep.

I love that she made up names on her own for my parents... "Nanee" and "Popee", and I love the special bond she has with them.

I love that she tries to take care of her little sister...  playing with her, showing how to do things, and laughing with her.

I love to hear her laugh.  The laughter of my children is one of my most favorite things to hear in this world.

From the lips of children and infants, you have ordained praise.  Psalm 8:2

I love that she loves sweets, chocolate, cookies, ice cream, and M&M's are just some of her favorites.

I love that every morning she gives me "morning hugs".

I love that she loves her Daddy.  She craves attention from him.  She wants to sit on his lap to eat her dinner.  She wants him to play outside, running races, tagging and hiding with him.  She wants to climb trees with him.  She wants to have "Sugarland Dance Parties" with him.  She wants to wrestle with him.  She LOVES her daddy!

She is an energetic, fun, stubborn, intelligent, kind, four year old with a huge heart for others.  She will always be in my heart!

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights... James 1:17