This morning we did a “family workout”–Sydney, Jeanie, and me. Here’s what it consisted of.
Sydney is six now. Yesterday was her “Fancy Nancy” birthday bash with friends. Let’s consider the sugary things they ate.
1. Fancy rainbow jello
2. Fancy frosted sugar c ookies
3. Fancy pink pearl chocolates
4. Fancy chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting
5. Fancy pink lemonade
6. Fancy dippin dots ice cream
Needless to say there was not shortage of energy, which the little girls expended in the kiddie pool, the bouncy jump house, dressing up fancy, and painting their very own ceramic tea sets.
Sydney’s lunch order:
She makes things. She makes things all day long.
I consume things. I consume things all day long.
I read books.
We read books together, too, but then she surrounds herself for an hour or two with a million markers and crayons and paper and glue and staples and scissors, and she makes her own book, which she gives away to someone as a gift.
She delights in making the cheesy scrambled eggs and toast…
that I will eat, while I channel surf.
I plug my new headphones into the computer and listen to my favorite station on Pandora or Last.Fm,
while she sits down at her keyboard and hammers out another song she’s taught herself to play.
In the beginning, God created…
And all day long, so does Syd, bearing His image with gladness.