So at the beginning of this month, I took out Selah's fanciest dresses and had her put them in order of her preferance. We would wear them to all the fancy-dress days at church.
This past Sunday rolls around, I pull out that day's fancy-dress and she gets dressed. She look adorable. Mind you, it *is* a bit of an "old-school" dress. Plaid, pleated, white collar with lace, a big ribbon - oooooh, just adorable.
Well, as I am fixing her hair, she decides her dress isn't "pretty". Oh great. Here I am getting four babies ready for church (dh has to be there early) and we are RARELY early, if you know what I mean (translate: running late as usual). Yet I knew this had to be dealt with.
Me: Selah, you know, there are some little girls who don't have ANY dresses at all. Not one.
Selah (looking approriately sad): Ooooohhh, that's so sad.
Me (feeling like a good momma indeed): Yes my dear, some little girls don't have such pretty shoes, fancy dresses, hair bows and such. You are very blessed.
Selah (still looking a bit sad): Oh Momma, we should go to them.
Me (imagining family mission trips with my caring children): Yes, honey, we should go there and give what we can.
Selah (with just the hint of mischief): Yes, Momma, we should go there *right now* and give them THIS DRESS!!!
Somehow, that didn't go exactly as I had planned. *sigh*
But she did wear the dress to church anyways.......you know, there really ARE little girls without...........oh, forget it.