Tonight at bedtime Elise and I were talking about her future Prince Charming, her Mr. Right. She wondered aloud what his name might be, and I quickly answered "George" for no reason. She then came back with a silly, made-up name, "Gooki." Embarrassed smile. Twinkling eyes.
We talked about what Gooki might be like. We decide he would definitely be funny. "Because you're so funny." "Yeah." And would know that God was real. "And we would go to church together." That he would be really kind to others and unselfish. Then I added that he would think Elise was the most amazing woman on the planet and would treat her like a princess, at which point she flung herself on my bed with a nervous, excited giggle.
Elise then decided that they should live in a duplex that they would share with Toby and me. With a door cut out between them so we could go back and forth. :)
I love my Elise Kathryn. And I'm praying for Gooki, wherever and whoever he is. Can't wait to be your neighbor. ;)
And, just for the record...
I'm considering making Elise read this post everyday of her teenage years. :)
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3 comments:
Love that story, it is so precious! Miss you!
Oh, Elise, growing up little by little. My advice: if your parents don't like the boy you like, he is definitely not the best one for you. Trust their opinion!
What a sweet, sweet story!
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