So this turned out to be a not so wordless Wed, but I have to post this before I forget. Remember Ellie in a previous post. She was injured very badly and has now lost her hand. So last night we were in bed, and I was praying, trying not to get frustrated with the stay awake attempts. So in my out loud prayer I pray for Ellie and her hand injury and Ellen (mentioned a while ago) and her cancer to 1) pray for both of them and 2) remind me that not falling asleep is such a minor issue.
But G gets the girls all confused and asked all kinds of questions about how she broke her hand. Anyway, as I was explaining that she does know Ellen who is older than G by 2 months she doesn't know Ellie who is 8.
G in her continued state of questioning and confusion asks me why Ellen is older than her. This age thing is a big deal to G and that is why we will not be adopting a same age child or older than G child when we have the opportunity to adopt. So in her 4 year old reasoning she said, "I guess her nannies yet her mommy come get her faster. And I guess my nannies didn't yet you come to me faster."
I said, "Yes, baby I guess that is why. God had in His perfect time for me to come get you and your nannies needed to be with you longer."
No need to go into the whole birth thing when the loss of a hand threw her little mind into such confusion. Even this morning, her first real comment to me was "mama, why did she broke her arm" (seemingly out of the blue). Poor kid tried to figure it out all night and woke up thinking of it this morning.