Out of the Mouths of Babes

Well, yesterday Victoria and I heard some pretty "profound" things come out of the mouth of our babe, Poppy. Let me share two of those with you.

While meeting with a group of families (including our Pastors) from our church over at a friend's house, Victoria was able to explain a few of the potty challenges Poppy had while we were in China, all of which really centered around her utter disdain for the type of toilets used in Asia (more of a hole in the floor than a raised seated bowl we're used to here). When Poppy had to go to the bathroom in China, she would just hold it forever until she almost made herself sick while waiting to find a bathroom with fixtures she was comfortable with. Poppy listened to her mother explain this conundrum to our friends, and later when one of our Pastors asked during a share-time what we can thank God for today, she said without any guile, "That we don't have yucky potties, but nice ones." Yes, we can give God thanks for some of the simple pleasures of life, even these.

On a more serious note, at church Victoria and I were given a wonderful opportunity to share with the congregation just a little bit about our passion for children without mommies and daddies, and the profound influence our little blessings from heaven (Poppy & Willow) have been to our family. While we were waiting between the two services for the second one to start, out of the blue Poppy comes up to me and says with a most sincere voice, "Dad, thanks for taking care of Willow and me." Ohhhh, that was like warm, soothing oil poured over my love-beating heart. The timing of what she said was not only perfect given what Victoria and I had just shared with everyone, but also mysterious because I'm quite confident she never heard what we said during the first service. Well, needless to state, I'm going to cherish those words for a long time. "Thank you for that blessing, Jesus."

A very happy Daddy,

Tom