The Greenup Family

Greer recently had to go without her ba-ba (pacifier) because she broke a rule.  (since she’s four, she is only allowed to have it on her bed.) Except for some crying when going to sleep, (which we sometimes get because of some fit or another anyway) she made it through the night with no problem.  This encouraged Michele greatly because she’s been hoping to get Greer to give it up. So last night when Greer went to bed, Michele offered her pancakes for breakfast as a reward for sleeping without it. (Greer asks for pancakes for breakfast all the time, so this was a special thing for her.)

Later, Michele went up to deal with some crying she heard upstairs.  She asked Greer what the problem was, as she thought she had been clear that Greer could go get her ba-ba if she needed it.  That wasn’t the problem.  Greer explained that she knew she had been a bad girl (reading books, talking, playing) when she was supposed to be going to sleep, and was sad because that would mean she wouldn’t be able to get pancakes in the morning.

It is nice to know that SHE knows when she’s being bad, (even when we don’t actually detect it)  because with all the tantrums and rebellion, she makes my heart ache, and worry that I won’t be able to teach her what is right.  She is very convinced of her own way; I wonder how much God looks at me and cries too?

Greer and nessa were playing “Tea party”, when Greer came up to me and asked: “is this goat milk cream?”

taking care of her sister, even in pretend. (nessa can’t have cow products)

Greer said: clouds are made out of special cotton God made.

Our house is Dedicated to the Lord.

God brought us through the river, safely into the promised land.

Theoretically, the machine did all the work, but I’m beat.