...it all started the other day. Hubby took the girls over to the park and the store while I did some cleaning at home. Somewhere in there, they saw a woman who was clearly pregnant. Eva figured out that the woman has a baby in her tummy. She turned to Hubby and said "Mommy's going to have a baby boy!", to which Hubby replied "Well, not now...maybe someday!" So, in the car on the way home, Eva turned to Charlotte and told her all about how Mommy's going to have a baby boy someday and that Charlotte will have a brother to play with.
So, we thought it was a cute story, and that was the end of it...
Of course not! So, she has been bringing up a brother a lot recently. We told her she should ask God for a little brother. She told us that she didn't want a little brother, she wants a big brother. I explained that God USUALLY gives mommies and daddies a baby, not a big kid, but that she might want to pray if she wanted a brother.
So, since we've been trying to teach her some traditional prayers (in a repeat after me fashion) she has insisted that we should repeat prayers after her. So, we have to repeat "Thank you God for playing. Thank you God for reading books. Thank you God for watching TV. Thank you God for (fill in the blank...playgroup, going to grandma's house, etc.) Thank you God please send me a big brother. Amen."
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My two eldest kids prayed long and hard for their little sister and brother...they waited six years for their sister and another two for their brother, but finally got them :)
Thanks for your comments re: preschool at my blog. My youngest is 15, so I'm pretty out of the loop regarding preschool pressure. If it's any consolation, my son graduated from college magna cum laude last year after having been homeschooled all his life and no preschool. Hang in there!
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