Our children are growing up with so much technology at their fingertips. I can remember floppy disks that were actually floppy. I did not get an e-mail address until my senior year of college, and to be honest, I didn't really understand it even then. I have mentioned before the my children have had net books of their own for more than 2 years. They can figure things out more quickly than I ever could. They are just so much more technologically advanced. I mean, I had a Walkman that just played the radio when I was Jessa's age, and that kid has an ipod! I didn't even get a CD player until college. You get the point, right? I am ancient, and my children are spoiled.
BUT all that technology cannot change my sweet daughter from being a very literal child.
Whenever they want to play on a website that requires an account and password to log in, I always register them. I make sure that only I know the password. I don't want them to have too much freedom, right? So there are times that they are in desperate need to play a game that I am busy. So we have moments of impatience as Jessa and even Spencer have to wait on me to log them into their game. Jessa finds this terribly frustrating. She is always looking for a way to speed things up.
The other day I found a piece of paper where my too clever and way too literal daughter had jotted down the password to a website. At first I did not understand why she wrote it down - it did not make sense. But I kept looking at it, and then David saw it. We both got so tickled as we realized what she had done.
You know how sometimes it matters if you have caps lock on? Sometimes the logins and passwords have certain letters capitalized? And you need to pay attention to this or you will be denied access? Like Dana is correct, but dana is not?
Are you with me?
Do you get it?
Well, I better just show you her scrap of paper so you can see for yourself:
Sometimes "clever" and "literal" don't mix. . .
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
On September 26, 1929, my wonderful grandfather was born. It is one of the best days to ever happen because it brought him into the world to eventually be my Poppy. This September 26 was the first birthday that we have had since his death. In fact, it was 3 months and 1 day since we lost him.
This concerned Jessa and Spencer both a lot. They had many questions. Will he get to celebrate his birthday? Will he get to eat cake? What if we want to get him a present? What if we want to send him a card? As always, I was touched and challenged by their many questions. I told them that he would have a wonderful birthday in heaven with Jesus and all of his friends and family. But they were still sad. They wanted to be able to make him a card. So I thought quickly and suggested that we make him cards and send them to heaven.
The day came last week.
When they got home from school, they both got right to work making him the perfect card. The cards were both so sweet AND so different.
Jessa is a little older, and she thinks a little more deeply.
Here was her card:
Spencer is just as sweet, but a little more simple at this point.
Here was his:
Once we were finished, we shed a few tears together. Then we rolled up the cards into small little scrolls. And we headed to the florist shop on base. They were so patient with us and so nice. They had some trouble getting the scrolls into the balloons. But they worked at it and got them both safely into the balloon. They filled them with helium, and we were ready to go.
We headed home to release our balloons so they would go straight to Poppy in heaven.
It was a beautiful, if windy day - perfect conditions for our launch.
It was a small tribute that we all shared together.
David, Jessa, Spencer, and I had our own little party on earth celebrating one of the best people we all know in heaven.
Happy Birthday Poppy!