A few days ago on Saturday was a national Planned Parenthood protest, my third one. Erica and Katie and I attended together. What a beautiful example of Christian love it was, with all there gathered together for a good cause and singing songs of praise and talking about encouraging strides in the pro life movement. Still a lot to be done, but we are making progress! I plan to start sidewalk counseling soon. The worst part was that one older lady asked me if Erica and Katie were my children. Ummm, no.
I've also been working on planning a baby shower for my friend Katie, who is due with her first girl on June 25th. Yay for girls! That is coming up this Saturday - I'll have to post some pictures because I think what we've planned is just going to turn out adorable. Or I hope so.
I am also planning Sophia's birthday party, which will be the following Saturday, May 7th. I ordered her a seatbelt purse like mine (but much smaller). She picked out her own Minnie Mouse fabric for it. We also went in with my parents to get a Kindle Fire, kids version, which they will give to her when she and Chris fly to Utah this weekend to give her some activity to do for the 18 hour car ride that she and Daddy will be making on Saturday and Sunday. She wants a "candy and chocolate" themed party, so I handed out little candy invitations this weekend at church (she wanted to invite everyone from Sunday school) and have been Pinteresting and working on accumulating other candy and chocolate ideas. Pinatas are an obvious one. She's pretty excited about candy falling from the sky.
And here's just an anecdote from this morning I wanted to share. Thinking back to my top post about spending more time in my Bible reading, I decided the best way to do this is by getting up earlier in the morning to read instead of staying up at night when I'm tired and just trying to get my reading out of the way. So, this morning when Chris left for work, I pulled out my Bible and went through my reading plan (Nehemiah and a Psalm to go with it). Once I had finished that I pulled out "Unplanned" to read, by Abby Johnson, about her journey from a Planned Parenthood director to a Pro-Life advocate. Fascinating and challenging book to read, but a beautiful story of God's grace. I heard Sophia get out of bed around 7:30 a.m. It isn't unusual for her to wake up 30 minutes to an hour before Heidi, and usually she will crawl into bed with me for a little bit.
This morning, she didn't. So I stayed in bed and just listened to her. Having a running conversation with herself, I heard her feed Copper breakfast and call him a good boy. I then heard her pull a dining table chair into the kitchen to get into the dog treats, and demanding to Copper that he sit before she gave him treats (and again praised him). Keeping her running conversation going, I heard her open a cupboard and heard the muffled rattle of a cereal box being lifted from the cupboard. Then the crinkle of cereal box paper as she was preparing to pour cereal. After a few more minutes of listening I decided to check on her. She had poured herself and her sister bowls of cereal with milk and all, and had poured Heidi a sippy cup full of milk (lid and everything) and had poured herself a mug of orange juice. She got breakfast completely ready, all on her own, for both of them. When she saw me, she just commented, nonchalantly, as though she was waiting for me to join her, "Oh, we're all out of orange juice so I threw it [the container] away."
She is just going to be running the household before I know it. Next week she'll be making dinner for us and then later this summer I'll just be sending her to the grocery store. What a sweet, grown-up almost 4-year-old girl.