Friday, March 1, 2013

G.G.

See that little girl on the right? Can't see much of her, can you? That's G.G. (She must have known I would want to use her picture publicly one day, because she tossed that hand up there in a "no pictures, please" kind of way when I was putting bows in her hair.  We're not allowed to share pictures of her publicly; luckily, she provided a nice anonymous one.)

G.G. is the nickname bestowed on her by her older sister-to-be. I decided years ago that if we ever had another daughter, I wanted to give her the middle name "Grace", because of God's grace and what it has meant to me. Emmeline said this little girl was a gift of God's grace to us, and began calling her G.G.  (I pictured it "Gigi" but was told I was wrong. It's short for God's Grace, so it has to be G.G. J )

G.G. is sweet and spunky, a bundle of energy, a "slam-dunk fit in the family," my husband said.   It's for her that the spare bedroom was reorganized and painted pink.  We pictured a very girly-pink little girl.  In reality, her favorite color is purple! And she loves playing "airplane" with her papa (she's the airplane- he flies her around the room).  But she wants a doll with long hair, and she likes to dress up, and she loves attention, so I'm guessing she'll be okay with a room made pink just for her!

We're hopeful she will be sleeping in that room someday. Putting on her pretty clothes. Playing with her doll.  Getting hugs and kisses from Papa and Mama and big sister Emmeline.   And then she'll know just what a gift from God she is.

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