- our camera
- laptop (many keys missing)
- hair bands…
The hair bands happened yesterday. Ellie pulled at an adorable pink band I often put on Amelia’s head and in a matter of seconds, it was ripped apart. Minutes later, she got her own plastic pink hair band and snapped it in half, bringing it to me…”here mommy” as if I’d be pleased with her work.
Oh, those moments when you just want to scream. I brought both hairbands with me and actually felt like I had a descent teaching moment with her about the fact that she should not have broken them, etc. I disciplined her not because I honestly think she’ll never do something like this again but because it is what I am called to do. The results are up to God and I just have to obey Him. Even if it often feels like a pretty fruitless exercise, I do it and know not doing it would be even more fruitless.
Broken things…all part of the parenting experience? Not for all perhaps. I am probably too casual sometimes around our own house but, at the end of the day, I am reminded of sanctification and where my treasure should be!:)