Thursday, September 01, 2005

CRIB NOTES IN THE WIND

Maddy, 5, was chattering about how many different sounds there are, and how each means something different.

Aha! A teachable moment! I put on my brightest “listen to me because this is good for you” smile. “Yes! Sounds mean things, just like words on a page, only sounds are invisible, so our brains have to tell us what sounds mean,” I said enthusiastically.

As if she didn’t KNOW that.

“GEEZ, MOM,” Maddy retorted. “What did you EXPECT? Little pieces of PAPER flying around with the names of the SOUNDS on them?”

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Prayer request: My good friend used the New Orleans hurricane aftermath and her own chemotherapy treatment as a teachable moment with her teenager. The girl was complaining about summer being over and having to be so busy back in school already, and how she didn’t feel like going that day. The wise mother said that the people in New Orleans probably wished they didn’t have to do all that clean-up, and she certainly wished she didn’t have to go to chemo – so get some perspective, Honey. The teenager got the lesson beautifully. End of pity party. Oh, Lord, thank you for the people in our lives who can help us keep our priorities straight, and our eyes on You. (Proverbs 3:22)

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