True Story
* Let me start off my saying that Todd and I have been making an effort to say prayers with the kids before they go to bed at night. Just a little night time ritual where the kids name everyone they possibly know and we pray for them.
Back to the story now. I have been really trying to work with Lilly on her colors lately. Drew, as seen in a previous post, knows his colors pretty darn well if you ask his biased mother. So the concentration has been on my "youngest" child in the color department lately.
Setting: High Chair after dinner. Lilly is asking for an otter pop and the light bulb goes on in my head as a great opportunity to work on colors. I proceed to grab a pink otter pop out of the fridge. My mom is over and we decide to "go to work"
Grandma: "What color is this Lilly?"
Lilly: "Bluuuuue?" (Drew sitting next to her in his high chair is saying the correct answer every time the color question is asked by the way)
Me: "This is a pink popsicle Lilly. Can you say pink?"
Lilly: "Pink."
Grandma: "Good Lilly. This is a pink popsicle. What color is the popsicle?"
Lilly: "Bluuuuuue?"
Me: "This is pink. Say Pink Lilly."
Lilly: "Pink." (this conversation is repeated in this order many times until my mom takes a different approach)
Grandma: "What color is it Lilly?" (my mom is very lightly whispering and mouthing the word pink to Lilly)
Lilly: In a whisper voice, "Piiinnk?"(nodding her head up and down in a yes nod)
Everyone in the room ignites in a roar of screams and clapping that Lilly got the color correctly.
Drew: Screaming as loud as all of us with his arms in the air yells, *"AMEN!"
1 comment:
I love that story!
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