No, I don’t. I’m all about honesty here. My 9 year old baby girl actually asked me if I wanted to join her outside for a snowball fight and I sweetly declined and countered with, “But I’ll build a snowman with you”. So, I put on warm clothes and headed outside to be a “fun” mom. Ha! But seriously, I want to be fun, just my fun doesn’t equal kid fun. Does anyone know what I’m talking about or are you all going to leave me here in my selfishness alone?
Okay, so we head out and immediately she tells me I’m making my snowball wrong. I haven’t talked about the Enneagram on here yet, and I don’t know how much I will, but if you know anything about it, I’m a 9, The Peacemaker. One thing about The Peacemaker is when they aren’t “healthy” or maybe not doing something they want to do it matters how you say things to them. Yes, you know where I’m going with this. I got irritated, real fast. I’m not proud of it, but it’s the truth. Thank You, Jesus, You calmed my heart immediately as I apologized and we built a snowman. An awesome one, by the way. He had gum “coal” for eyes that I got in a white elephant gift on Christmas, a plastic carrot nose, buttons and top hat, Russell’s scarf, and sticks for arms. He is ADORABLE! His name is Calvin and we love him.
I can hear the whisper of my Heavenly Father, end this afternoon with a snowball fight and tell her at the end it’s time to go in for hot cocoa. I love the simplicity of redemption. I would love if she only remembers the good part about this afternoon, but even more so, I pray she remembers I chose HER. I didn’t let my selfishness or pride ruin what ended up being such an incredible time. I love my girl, so so much and if that’s all she remembers, I’m good with that too.
P.S. So, I didn’t take a picture of our handsome snowman the day we made him. I did the next morning and as you can see, his gum “coal” eyes bled in the snow and now it looks like our Calvin has two black eyes… Oh, and he’s lost a button.