My wilder one is 5 today!
5 years ago we were living with friends in a city we had just moved to and one day I just sat there so sad for my little coming one, no place to put a nursing chair, no one who cares to shower her with welcome. God stopped me in my tracks by bringing to mind Mary the mother of Jesus. No room in the inn. No baby shower, no rocking chair. In fact, she was giving birth next to the animals and had to set the baby in a feed trough because there wasn't even a bed! From then on there was a joyful fierceness in my pregnancy and labor. WE would love her. WE would make room. From the moment she came out, she's been a heralder. Her voice was so strong that the nursing staff couldn't believe her scream wasn't that of a 3-month old! She is a heralder of the Kingdom. She is one who makes room. Happy birthday, you fierce one. Go big.
Pippa had her birthday at home since it was several days after she got a new baby brother. And just the day before we had driven up to DC to get a new van: one that the whole family could fit into. That morning we had a special breakfast with presents and later Miss Christine came over with a CAKE! It was so cool, and she made a special little individual cake with giant sprinkles on it for Pippa to have all to herself.
Funny things Pippa said when she was four:
Silas: “Pippa, you do NOT want to go to hell.”
Pippa: “… Is it a dangerous place?” -May 31
We were learning about jaguarundis, and they watched a little documentary. When Pippa was trying to describe it to me, she said, “we watched the one about the undie leopard!” -May 26
Me: “Don’t color on your skin.”
Pippa: “I’m just making zebra stripes!”
Me: “But that marker is toxic, and can sink into your blood stream.”
Pippa: “I need a wet wipe! SILAS! Did you know, this can get in your SKIN, and take away your BLOOD.” -May 23
Pippa: “The devil is not gonna kill me. Cause he’s in my heart.”
Me: “Who’s in your heart?”
Pippa: “God.”
Me: “Who is the devil?”
Pippa: “He’s the bad devil.”
Me: “Yeah, he’s an angel who turned bad.”
Pippa: “But sometimes tiny angels, they have wings, and they’re good angels.” -May 3
Observing how enthusiastically someone in our church reacted to a testimony, Pippa leans over and whispers to me: “She banged the table. Maybe the police would come and drive her away.” -May 1
Me: “What is candy?”
Pippa: “Candy is when your hands get sticky you have to wash them, and if you eat too much sugar you will get sick.” -April 17
For church one morning, I had dressed Silver (the 18-month-old) practically for the beach–because we are so hot without the AC these days–and then Pippa came out wearing long pants and long sleeves.
Me: “Wouldn’t you rather wear short sleeves?”
Pippa: “No.”
Me: “Well you might get hot at church.”
Pippa: “I WANNA be hot at church!” -July 17
Pippa: “Proboscis monkeys have FOUR stomachs.”
Me: “Wow! Where do they all fit?”
Pippa: “One at the bottom, …and one… at the top, …and one on the side.” -July 10
Pippa: “I want to eat ALL the cherries, so I’d be a GROWNUP!” -June 28
Pippa: “Mama? Some animals could be extinct.”
Me: “Mhm. What does that mean?”
Pippa: ” It means they be dead. Or they are already eaten.” -July 7
Pippa: “Mama? Rhubarb is a sour leaf in the world. Cause I love it.” -June 28
Silas: “Parrots don’t live in Virginia. Or toucans. Or peacocks.”
Pippa: “Or dingoes. No way.” -June 28
Pippa: “Mama–FEE-lions means CATS!” -June 26
Pippa (4) learned how to pronounce girl the right way! She has been saying “GORE” for girl ever since she learned how to speak! We kept teasing her, saying, “No, it’s gore!”
Pippa: “No, it’s not, it’s girl!”
Me: “Who told you? Who taught you about girls?”
Pippa, without missing a beat: “God.” -June 7
Pippa, age 4: “GUYS! Whoever cleans up this room, will get CORN, in a BOWL, in the LIVING ROOM!”
Hmmm…. tempting. -Aug. 5
Me: “Pippa, could you bring me that charger? My phone needs to be charged.”
Pippa: “But what percent is it at?”
Unmmm… Since when do 4-year- olds deal in percents?!?? -Aug. 6
Pippa: “Mom, GUESS how long the flood was in Noah’s Ark?”
Me: “How long?”
Pippa: “Fortylong DAYS.” -Aug. 21
Pippa, on the first morning in late summer that it was actually cool outside: “Hey! Now we have an air conditioner! ~ Outside!” ~Aug. 27
Me: “You have to talk to him nicely.”
Pippa: “I don’t know about that.” (LOL. She meant “I don’t know anything about that.” Which may or may not be true.) -Aug. 30
Pippa, age 4: “Mom, when I get big, I’ll be a grown-up and you’ll be a grown-up, and then we’ll have two moms.” -Sept. 15
Pippa: “Why do they put the seeds in the bell peppers in Trader Joes?” -Sept. 16
Pippa, 4: “I know why it’s illegal to drink in the car, mom. Cause when you drink, it really makes you go pee in the car, and that’s why it’s illegal.” -Dec. 17
Pippa licked all the frosting off all the cake today, painted her own nails, and scattered Candyland all over the floor. All before 8:30 AM. I love that child fiercely. – Dec. 21
Pippa: “When is the world gonna end?”
Me: “Nobody knows but God.”
Silas, age 6: “I know. When the WAR ends. You know which war? The war of history, World War Two, and the Civil War.” ~December 2016
On the way over, Pippa explained to me why it was so cold today. “It’s cause all the DIRTY wind is coming from here, and the CLEAN wind is pushing it back.” -Dec. 15
Pippa, to Silver, “Stop it, you’re NERVOUSING me!!!” -Nov. 22
“Do you know what twice means? Two times. Do you know what thrice means? Super fast.” -Pippa Nov. 23
Pippa praying for the food: “I pray this food would make us big and strong, and that volcanoes wouldn’t explode or that the devil wouldn’t be bad, Amen.” -Nov. 14
Pippa: “Sparrow! Someone tooted!”
Sparrow: “Oh. Is that so. How do you know?”
Pippa: Because I smelled tootish stuff. And stinky stuff.” ~Nov. 1
Silas: “I can’t wait for Halloween AND Christmas!”
Pippa: “Yeah, AND the dentist!!!” -Oct. 25
Pippa: “Mom? I had my alone time on the trash can today.”
Me: “Oh yeah? What were you doing on the trash can?”
Pippa: “Trying to kill my pumpkin.” ~Oct. 21
Pippa, 4, talking at 100 miles an hour, “I PUT stuff under my pillow, and then when I wake up, every time, and check, it keeps DISSING appear!” -Oct. 16
Golden (age 8), breaking into tears because she accidentally let our as yet un-spayed cat outside after dark.
Pippa, saltily, “Hope she hasn’t gone out MATING!”
Indeed, child. Indeed. ~Oct. 16
Pippa, age 4: “The light is so pretty right now, it looks like God.” -Oct. 12