We played a little round of musical chairs while we were getting ready for scripture study this evening.
I sat on the love seat. Andrew sat on a chair.
"Come and sit by me," I crooned, patting the empty cushion next to me.
Both Rachel and Andrew raced over. I'm just that popular.
Andrew got there first and sat down beside me. Rachel was a little put out.
"Daddy," Rachel tugged on his hand, "Sit there! Little chair!"
"You want Daddy to sit on the chair with you?" Andrew asked.
"Yeah....uhhh...no! Mommy! C'mon! Sit there! Little chair!" she tugged on my arm.
I picked her up and plopped her on my lap.
"Why don't you sit on the little couch with both Mommy and Daddy?" I asked.
She didn't like that idea. She wanted only Mommy, not Daddy, and was very upset about the idea of sharing the couch with Daddy, too.
"I love Mommy, she loves me," I started singing.
"We love Daddy, yes sirree!" Andrew joined in.
"He loves us and so you see...We are a happy family!" We finished.
We had a round of hugs and kisses and Rachel changed her mind about sharing the couch with Daddy.
"Happy saminwy!" she said, settling into my lap looking very satisfied with her life.
Her voice is music to my ears.
That is incredibly cute. I'm glad things worked out with the musical chairs...and that Rachel decided to not continue the favorites game. That goes on a lot in our house.ReplyDelete