Molly in the Middle

Molly.  Molly, Molly, Molly.  Since my kids can read and sometimes read the blog, I best keep this in general terms.

There once was a child that talked most of the day…asked more questions than one could begin to answer…followed one around like a shadow…had one repeat oneself over and over again…insisted on “helping” bake a cake only to double up on the question asking…..

And yet, I cannot help but remember how very far we have come.  You’d think as a middle child myself that I would have a heart as big as Texas for her, but there are just some days when I can’t seem to figure her out or deal with her in the most loving, selfless of ways that I need to.  But a little trip down memory lane really does remind me that my 6 year old has matured by leaps and bounds.  I have much to be thankful for….let me think on these things.  🙂

Yes, all of those books were supposed to be on that empty shelf behind her.

Mascara…lipstick….same thing, right?

Molly on her 3rd birthday….this is when I started saying, “I bet when she is 4 years old things will make a turn.”

Oh, sweet Molly.  I love your inquisitive, determined spirit.  I pray often that I won’t squash your persistent nature, but learn how to direct you to be productive and passionate about things that matter.  I love you and thank God that He gave me a determined middle child.  You will not be overlooked—it ain’t gonna happen if it’s up to you!  Love it.  And I love how you holler at Ruby regularly, “YOU ARE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”  Stand up for yourself, girly.

6 thoughts on “Molly in the Middle

  1. What?? Molly thinks her older sister isn’t the boss of her? WHAT have you been teaching that girl? 😉 Hahaha – love ya Molly (and some other middle child I know)!

  2. Adorable pictures of Molly. She does not even look like the same child. And I gather from the response above that Marcy use to try and boss you around. I bet my sister, Sandy, could respond to this too. As
    well as all my other 5 sisters. Such sweet kids you have. Always
    enjoy seeing them. Tell them GAGA said hello.

  3. I remember the conversations we had during her toddler years…they have been a source of comfort to me recently mothering my own vivacious little middle Lucy!

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