Monday, April 4, 2011

Pink With Sparkles

Tonight as I popped popcorn for the fam, my youngest watched. She wants to help, so she does, a little. Lately, I find myself looking at her, really looking at her, and telling her how precious she is. I need to do this more often I think, for more people. But it's easy with her, it just pours out.

I call her my "Mini Me" and she eats it up, like her pink birthday cake from last year, wanting so much to be like mommy. So I tell her, "You're so precious."

She wrinkles her brow, "What does that mean, mommy?"

"That you have a very special place in my heart." (tug, tug.)

"Is it pink? Your heart for me?"

I nod, "Yes."

"With sparkles?"

"Of course."

She beams. It was the right response for this girly-girl.

And I wonder why it's so easy when it's our own children. And I wonder about others, others whom we are also called to love. And I wonder about those special needs babies and their parents. I wonder about someone close to me who I spoke to today about her autistic son.

Yes, my heart is spoken for. And it is just that, pink with sparkles.


  1. Amazing how God makes our hearts just right for those who occupy it! ;) Lovely post :)


  2. sweetness! looks very yummy!

    on another note....girl would you stop changing things around here...everytime i visit somethings i thought i was on the wrong blog! however, if i could do what you do i'd probably be changing mine up all the time. haha!

    hope you are having a loveLee day friend! now off to a soccer game!

  3. I have a special place in my heart for my two sons. No pink or sparkles involved. ;-)


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