First day of Sunday school. I think the first milestone that I have sort of missed. I mean, I dropped her off. But I had to go to my own class. The wonderful thing about it is that her godmother is her teacher!
She had her lesson and got to take a sheet home with her with a story, verse, etc for us to discuss during the week. She goes and finds it several times a day to show me and we talk about it and look at the picture. And then she puts it back on the refrigerator, or the coffee table, or the floor.
She really thinks about it. I hope she stays interested and continues to pay attention.
The weirdest part of the day was that she woke up with a pink mark on her face and it didn't go away until the next day. It faded out. Maybe something bit her.
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Maybe some boy bit her.
Keep an eye on her - she's a lot like her momma.
I love that she keeps up with the sheet!! You never know what they pick up. And when did she start praying? She was so funny the other night...
Anyway, you did really good on leaving her and she was so good the whole time. I mean, she didn't want to share her Play Dough, but we can work on that. :)
I have a big smile on my face that just won't go away. How precious!! You're giving her a great gift, RM. I can't believe I can't even call her a baby anymore. She's going to big girl Sunday School. I told Sam today that I'm loving that I have watched her move from baby to big girl. We have history!
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