August 25, 2007

Today I wanted to say Happy Anniversary to my husband whom is in Columbia, South America.

Mr. Johnson is baling our hay and will leave by 4 PM in order to go home to be with his granddaughter while she celebrates her birthday. I pray Tim is right and the rain will hold off until he gets back tomorrow to finish baling.

I wanted to jot down some Alex stories.

She was walking across the floor while ago with a little basket full of her toy horses and doll house stuff and she accidentally dropped out two of her little horses. Immediately she says, "that was not suppose to happen." Where does a barely 4 year old think up these things? This morning she wanted me to drop what I was doing and fix her breakfast. I told her I would be through with my study in just a minute. She said, ?I can't watch TV anymore, my legs are going to drop off if you don't get fix my breakfast, Now!

We were at Brach's eating the other evening and she was going a mile a minute about something with all the hand gyrations and I suppose a blank look crossed my face with so many words continually firing my way. So she puts up her hands palm up, and said, "What do you think about it?" needless to say I lost it and Eddie and I laughed till my sides hurt.

She loves to ask, "Do you want a hug?" "Think about it." she pauses and when I pretend to be deep in thought, she will eagerly wait for me to say yes. She will giggle and give me a big hug and from there it goes to kisses and do you love me's. She also will ask why do I love her. "Do you love me more than anything?" And I will say more than anything in the whole world and she eats it up.

She came in the other morning and I only had my pajama top on and she said where are your ER pants? Again, she never misses anything. She loves to ride the four wheeler and when Sandy runs along side she will laugh the sweetest laughter anyone ever heard all the way down the pasture as long as the dog runs.

Eddie takes her to the creek and she will play for hours but she is never quite satisfied unless we are both there with her together. I personally thinks she feels she needs more of an audience. She is a drama queen. She can cry at the drop of a hat and quit as suddenly as she began with real tears running down her cheeks. She will dance the instant she hears a beat. We say she will be a pole dancer because she will hold onto the chair and do her little dance. She has danced since she could walk. Eddie has video after video of her doing her thing. I pray she will dance for Jesus and that is what I tell her all the time. I want her to love Jesus and dance only for him.

That thought reminded me of the first time Alex ever sang a song or at least part of the song. Ramona had bought a cd of children's bible songs for her Christmas present. And the words are Behold, Behold, I stand at the door and knock, knock, knock. repeat, if anyone hear my voice, if anyone hear my voice, I will open, open, open the door and let him in. She had the most beautiful perfect high pitch voice and only four years old. It was truly a beautiful moment when she sang from the back seat of our car.

Well she does things all the time and amazes all of us. I do recall the other morning when she asked, "Are you happy MeeMaw?" Funny little girl. The love of our life.