Wednesday, April 14, 2004
so my two year old daughter was playing with her toys, as she always does, and she had three dolls in her baby sized stroller. i looked at the arrangement and i thought it was rather odd, but meaningful.
she had packed in the stroller, all tucked in and cozy looking, a white baby doll wearing pink pajamas, a black (African American if you wanna be anal) baby doll dressed in green and white and a yellow ducky (the duck says that "now i lay me down to sleep prayer when you squeeze him).
i love that about my daughter! i love many things about my daughter! she does not see any color difference, whether you're whitey, blackey or duckey. she loves them all, and they all party together in the wee little stroller.
i think there is a lesson to be learned from this.
it's that we should all pray when we are squeezed.
or maybe not.
anyway, i hope you see my point.
she had packed in the stroller, all tucked in and cozy looking, a white baby doll wearing pink pajamas, a black (African American if you wanna be anal) baby doll dressed in green and white and a yellow ducky (the duck says that "now i lay me down to sleep prayer when you squeeze him).
i love that about my daughter! i love many things about my daughter! she does not see any color difference, whether you're whitey, blackey or duckey. she loves them all, and they all party together in the wee little stroller.
i think there is a lesson to be learned from this.
it's that we should all pray when we are squeezed.
or maybe not.
anyway, i hope you see my point.
