As Usual, She Oozes Sincerity

I'm not going to sugar-coat this.

Today was one of those days when I'd rather deal with toddlers and their many demands and poopy diapers rather than handle the fragile (and sinful) heart of a 6 year-old.

Some blatant disobedience occurred despite warnings, practice-dialogs, and threats.

This was followed by pleas for grace and promises that he "just forgot."

After I explained that forgetting the law is never an excuse and praying desperately for wisdom to govern the situation, I issued the severest loss-of-privileges Jackson's received in his short life.

Moments after he began serving a near life-sentence for the wrong-doing, Lilly seized the moment to shine.

I mean, "shine."

We were headed out the door to run errands and I was on the verge of losing my patience over her shoe selection. 

(I can be okay--after many deep breaths--with the shoes not matching the outfit, but when she selects two shoes that don't even belong together, I feel led to intervene.)

Me: "Lilly, which shoes are you going to wear? The gold ones or the white ones? One of each is not an option."

Lilly: "The gold ones." 

Me: "Great."

I walk away, assuming the discussion has ended.

Lilly: "Mommy, I chose the gold shoes because they remind me of the streets of heaven and Jesus and how he forgives us and how he is preparing a place for us even when we do so many wrong things, like Jackson did."

Me: "Then maybe you should wear your white shoes instead."

Only five days till she goes back to school...