Hi, I’m a Tennis Racquet!

hi-robyn

As soon as my brother Jake gets married, Lunch Bucket will have a new Aunt Robyn. She has really taken a liking to Robyn, and has decided to name one of our tennis racquets Robyn. She walks it around like a person, saying, “Hi, I’m Robyn.”

Don’t you just love the imagination of a child?

Making Moments: Wike a Sheep

Making Moments – Wike a Sheep

After putting Lunch Bucket to bed and singing her “Princess song,” I talked with her about how our Heavenly Father loves all of his children.

“Lunch Bucket, how do you know that Heavenly Father loves you?”

“He wuvs me because He’s holding me.” Then pointing to the picture of Jesus holding the lamb, “Wike, wike in that picture, he’s holding me.”

She’s got a good memory. It was over a month ago that I told her she was like the lamb in the picture.

“He is holding you. And He will always be holding you – even when you’re sad, or angry, or happy. He will always hold you, huh?”

“Yeah. I’m wike, wike, wike a sheep.”

“Yep. And you’re His little girl.”

“Yeah.”

“Goodnight, Punkin.”

“Goodnight.”