Sunday, October 25, 2009
A tale of two girls
I have two daughters. Their differences are becoming more pronounced as their personalities come out. For example, tonight, I walk into their room and instead of putting her clothes away, she is rocking out to Pearl Jam which somehow she found on the radio. At the same time the other one walked in singing "we hymn the Father, we hymn the Son, we hymn the Spirit, holy divine".
Halloween costumes. One wants to be an angel and already has borrowed the costume from a neighbor, halo and all. The other is deciding between Mrs. Hannegan, Mr. Bundles (both from Annie) and Mr. Nilson (the monkey from Pipi Longstocking).
One daughter loved every minute of me reading the entire Little House Series to her. The other is barely hanging on to Pipi Lonstocking, and loves Fancy Nancy.
One daughter loves long shorts and t-shirts or smocked dresses, the other sports tank tops, her ripped up jean skirt, and flip flops.
I absolutely adore them both. Now, #1 is not as perfect as advertised and #2 is much more of a joy than she sounds. They both make me laugh, and thankfully, they are both adventurous. Both of them have that glimmer of mischeveousness in their eye. I love that God made them SO different, and that I get to figure out how to raise them both. He has gifted them in such unique ways and will use them both for his purposes. Differently.
Yesterday, one girl designed an entire orphanage in the sand, complete with a cross on top. The other thought adoption was a horrible idea until she saw a video with a girl by her name being adopted. The african girl is silly and wears big bows. She watches it often, and now can't imagine not bringing a little orphan into our family. She has a BIG heart and loves with everything in her. God is leading them both to himself. I'm so glad it doesn't look the same.