almost every night before bed, jack begs for a story all about him. it started as a sort of makeup for the lack of attention i feel he gets as the middle child and it continued because he loves it! It goes like this- a story whose main character sounds an awful lot like him but whose identity is never disclosed. (wink, wink) every night it turns into a game in which he yells, 'it's me!' when he hears a clue that leads him to believe it might be him to which i reply, 'no, no, no. it's just this boy i know. but it's NOT you!' most recently, the stories have been methodical-aimed at eradicating the main character's thumbsucking problem. and last night, i was too tired to make up a story so i promised a written one in the morning. with it already typed out, i include it here. Enjoy! :)
There once was a boy with the initials J.E.P. He had blonde hair. He had a wonderful smile. He was a great tennis player. Lots of people liked him. And he loved to swim- he even liked to swim in his bath!
This boy was going to be in first grade soon. He knew he needed to keep reading (like a 2nd grader) to be ready. But mostly, he wanted to "stop licking his toes" to be ready!
J.E.P. had a great idea. He knew just what to do. He got on his knees and asked his Heavenly Father for help. He said, “I know I have a great smile. I know I am a good tennis player. I am glad I have a lot of friends. And I really like to swim. I have so many blessings! But I need your help with one thing. I want to be ready for first grade. I need to keep my toes just as they are and only use them for walking! Please help me with this because it is hard. I know you understand. I know you love me. And I know you will give me the strength I need." That 6 year old boy got up from his knees- ready to try and try and try. He decided he would pray for help every time it was extra hard to use his toes only for walking.
A few weeks went by and first grade was about to start. J.E.P. was ready- he felt good about school. He remembered that some days were awesome but some days were hard. But he never gave up and Heavenly Father had helped him!
2 comments:
What a smart mom. I love your story. I may have to steal that one for Eden.
I may have just shed a tear. You are such a good example of a great mom! Keep it up.
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