Friday afternoons, Chloe goes to visit her dad for the night, and I get to enjoy a 24-hour period of time alone with my Littlest One. While I always hate for Chloe to go, I've learned to appreciate this one on one time with my baby girl. I get to see a side of her that's usually overshadowed by her big sister, and for twenty four hours, I get to be her best friend (usually the role she saves for her sister, who is something of a hero in Cora's eyes, just because she's a Big Girl.)
So we were chopping veggies and peeling hard-cooked eggs at the counter together tonight, me and my Littlest One. And we were chatting, like two girls working together in the kitchen are wont to do.
"It's really nice of God to make little girls," she tells me.
"Yes, it is," I agree.
"Who makes my toys?" she wonders.
"Underprivileged children in China," I answer. She looks confused, so I clarify. "Little children in China are like slaves, forced to make your toys in terrible conditions, and they don't get paid very much money. They are very hungry and sad children." (Nothing like telling it like it is, right?)
So she says, "Those sad little children should talk to God and ask Him to make the toys for them. If He can make little girls, He can make toys. Then the children wouldn't have to be sad anymore."
:-) Do you ever wish we could all be so sweet and innocent when we're searching for solutions to problems?
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She's so sweet. I like this alone time with the littlest one too. For my little one, there's a lot of competition (despite the hero-worship) and having some alone time when she can just chill out and be herself is really important. You know I love you and all you stand for and all the messages you deliver to your kids but I should say that it might be imporant to clarify that it's SOME kids in China, because I think there are many others who are treated royally despite the horridness of the child labor. Also, I would hate for anyone to generalize the situation about kids in China to Chinese faces in general and feel sorry for them.
Wish I had all the answers... maybe babies have wisdom we don't grasp, sometimes... maybe we have the power to "give them toys" (freedom, food, etc.), if we're willing to utilize the design of who we really are?
Psalm 8:
1 Yahweh, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth, who has set your glory above the heavens!
2 From the lips of babes and infants you have established strength, because of your adversaries, that you might silence the enemy and the avenger.
3 When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have ordained;
4 what is man, that you think of him? What is the son of man, that you care for him?
5 For you have made him a little lower than God, and crowned him with glory and honor.
6 You make him ruler over the works of your hands. You have put all things under his feet:
7 All sheep and cattle, yes, and the animals of the field,
8 The birds of the sky, the fish of the sea, and whatever passes through the paths of the seas.
9 Yahweh, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!
Oops-- forgot to sign that:
--Life.
oops - what I mean is some kids are treated horrendously and some OTHERS with a better lot in life, are treated royally.
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