You are getting to be such a little girl these days! Where did my baby go? You are learning to walk, sign a few words, repeat a few words verbally, and starting to use objects appropriately (e.g., trying to brush your hair with your hairbrush instead of just trying to eat it). You eat lots of grown up food, and you love to drink from a cup. So much is happening.
In fact, you have lots of cups in various styles as we are teaching you to drink independently. You are able to get water from any of them, and even try to sign "water" sometimes as you reach for them. But... BUT... you know what? You'd rather have my cup, and I'm starting to get a little dehydrated.
Why, you ask? I get lots of cups of water everyday. I'm kind of like the little girl on Signs that leaves cups everywhere, except I used to just drink from the nearest cup in sight, only getting a new one if a cup was not in my immediate line of vision. Just ask Daddy. He really likes that I do that. ;)
But now that you reach for my cups and I offer you a drink because you're just too irresistible, I fear contamination. No, I'm not a germaphobe. I'll drink after almost anyone. But you, my little friend, leave little presents in my cups. Your backwash is so serious, you leave many visible "floaters" of puffs, Cheerios, creamies (the dairy free yogurt melts), etc. And well, ew. It's a bit much. So, I just forget about getting a drink and go on about my day because I am too lazy to go rinse out that cup and refill it.
In one of many ways this has happened in parenthood and the Christian life in general, I am realizing nothing is my own. Not my time, body, money... not even my water cup(s). That's a good thing for my sanctification, I guess, but I'm really looking forward to the day you either prefer your own cup or get your backwash under control.
Love always,
Mama
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