Having three headstrong people in this nuclear family is just enough some days to want to run to polar ends of the earth! Usually that isn't the case for 2/3 of us in this house. Kensley, however, is coming into more independent thinking (which I know is healthy) and does absolutely nothing for my "straigthen up and fly right" parenting style. This past week was a bit trying with all the rain and indoor splendor, but I think we are about to turn the corner and come to an understanding of the wills for a while - hopefully!
I was sitting in my rocking chair in Kensley's room tonight waiting for her to fall asleep when I had the urge to sit on the side of her bed and stroke her hair. It wasn't very long before the wrestling and rustling of the covers slowed and she was off to sleep. I sat there on the edge of Kensley's bed for quite a while and just looked at her and marveled. She is getting to be such a big girl, yet she is still a baby. Her little fingers still curl and her little eyes look like angelic little curves as she rests peacefully. She still has a heavy sigh just before she totally drifts off... It is unfathomable that God gave us a humans the ability to create something teensy weensy that grows into another PERSON who you love so much your own heart could burst! Yes, I love her...good days and not-so-perfect.
