Christmas Eve Service and 1st Communion

It hit me a few days before that Ansley would get to partake in her first communion service on Christmas Eve.  Since Mr Morgan was going to have to help serve we had a talk with her before hand about what was going to happen and the significance of each part of the service.  Halfway thru she looked at us and said, "Oh, it's like the Last Supper in the gospels where Jesus told the disciples the bread was his body and the wine was his blood."  Um. Yes.  Just like that actually.  The night of the service she did so well... she sat, listened, and watched intently as all the trays were passed.  There was a moment, when we were holding the grape juice (which I reassured her was NOT wine) when I was just overcome with I can only call sentimentality.  There my girl was, with her green and orange nails, holding this little communion cup.  Something about her looking so big and yet still so small in that moment.  Obviously it is in poor taste to take a picture during communion, but I'll remember the image of those little hands and brightly painted nails holding that cup always.

Sleepover Quotes

This is what you hear when your daughter has her first slumber party:

"We're going upstairs to tell stories and secrets of our life." - Ansley

"We're watching Beauty and the Beast."
"Did you say BOOTY and the Beast?!?"

Converting Cousins

Ansley and Hudson were sitting at Shelley's bar eating lunch.  I told Ansley not to get dirty, we had somewhere we had to be later.  Hudson piped up and said that he wasn't dirty.  Without missing a beat, Ansley chimed in and said, "You are dirtier than you think Hudson!"  My girl then proceeds to start with Genesis and tell her cousin about sin entering the world, how it makes us dirty, and only Jesus can make us clean.  That's my girl.

Ansley gets saved

As we were coming home from Bible school tonight Ansley suddenly said, "Mom guess what?! I got saved tonight!" I was definitely caught off guard and got a little quiet. I started asking her a few questions. This is something we have been talking about for at least a year... Answering questions and trying to gauge where she was spiritually.  We wanted to make sure she fully understood the weight of her sin and her need for a Savior.  We pulled in the driveway and she jumped out of the car her to tell her dad. She immediately started crying telling her dad. Dusty walked up and she announced to him that she got saved. A few seconds later Brandon walked up and she made sure to tell him too. Brandon started asking her some questions and she immediately got nervous… I could tell by the way she was fidgeting answering his questions. So I told her to tell them good night and I went into talk to her. She said that Christa told a story about being stuck down in a cave and ask the kids what could get them out. She told them that people who are not Christians were like her in the cave… They were separated from God because of their sins. Ansley said she smiled because she knew she was one of those people. Then Christa told them to pray after her, she said that she told God she knew she was a sinner and that she was very sorry and she knew that God didn't like it when she sinned and she didn't want to do that anymore. She started to get teary-eyed talking to me about it too… Because her next question she asked was about having to get baptized. When I told her that Jesus was baptized as an example, so we should get baptized as well she seem to almost immediately be okay with it. She said she wanted to be baptized in the river because that is where Jesus was baptized. Then she told me she wanted to be baptized in the summer because not many people come to church in the summer.  It is something that we have prayed for our daughter since we found out we were pregnant, that she would come to know and love Jesus at an early age.  Even at 6 years old, there has been a change in my daughter's heart.  Praise Jesus.

Pre K Updates

Ansley gets in the car every afternoon amped and ready to chat.  She starts talking as soon as she gets in the car and is *almost* finished with her lunch before she has sufficiently filled me in on her day.  Almost every day I hear about the twin boys ("they wear the same shirt but NEVER the same shoes") or some other little boy in her class that had to move his card to yellow or got in trouble.  She always tell me she played with her friends, but she can't ever seem to remember their names.  I do know that none of them are boys because the boys are "wild and crazy".  I told her she needed to make an effort to remember her the names of her friends so today she jumped in the car and told me her friend was Emmy Kate.  She had asked her what her name was right before it was time to go and said it over and over so that she would remember it.  "Mom, Emmy Kate is the best friend I could EVER ASK FOR!"  :)

Ansley-isms

After a less than awesome time getting her to take a nap earlier today we were discussing why she got in trouble...

Me: Ansley, big girls don't cry just because they don't like something

Ansley: 4 year olds do sometimes!  I know 4 year olds mom!

Ansley-ism

We were watching Brave earlier today and Ansley kept talking about what she would shoot with her "anarrow"... I kept correcting her and she was adamant that she was right.  "Mom, it's a bow and anarrow!" Ah... there it is...