I can't stand reality TV. I don't care if they're surviving, birthing, dancing, singing, yelling, divorcing or marrying. I just don't like any of it!
However, Avery gave me a moment at bedtime that made we wish we were a reality TV family. You see, when you're life is being filmed, 24 hours a day, you'll be able to get every one of those adorable kid moments on camera. Of course, you'll get all of those "not so great mommy-of-the-year" moments as well. Maybe I don't want cameras 24 hours a day. But, I do want to try to remember as many of those great moments as I can, and forgive and forget the not so great moments.
Avery after saying her prayers, "Mom, can you call Jesus and ask him to come to my house tomorrow for a playdate?"
I can still hear her sweet voice as she innocently asks for the man she loves, and whom she knows loves her so much, to come play with her. I hope she always feels His presence so powerfully and lovingly in her life!
Of course, that sweet question led to the ever-recurring discussion of Cookie (Boppa's beloved dog that passed away a year ago) and why she's still in heaven and maybe Jesus could bring her back soon. And when can we go to heaven and so on and so forth. So, as I said, remember the great.... : )
