I'm humbled by her wisdom.
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They've had a mutual crush going on all year, flirting through Sunday school.
My six-year-old daughter and my friend's seven-year-old son, that is.
While I'm not ready for this sort of thing, the kids and I went to his baseball game on Saturday. As we pulled into the lot, we scanned the crowd for neon orange shirts, knowing his team's color. Jocelyn spotted a little boy in yellow, wearing leg braces and moving with the help of a walker.
"Why's he wearing yellow, Mama?"
"That's his team's color, Joss. I bet the yellow team is playing Josiah's orange team."
"Oh," she said, satisfied with my answer.
"Zoe might play here one day," I added.
"Zoe might? Why not me or Robbie or Patience or Philip or Patricia?"
"These baseball teams are for kids with special needs, Jocelyn. That's why Zoe could play here."
Jocelyn's brow fell over her eyes, showing her confusion. I waited, expecting the question to come as soon as she processed her thoughts.
"But, Mom..." She paused.
"Josiah doesn't have special needs. He just has an extra chromosome."
She gets it.
My six-year-old daughter and my friend's seven-year-old son, that is.
While I'm not ready for this sort of thing, the kids and I went to his baseball game on Saturday. As we pulled into the lot, we scanned the crowd for neon orange shirts, knowing his team's color. Jocelyn spotted a little boy in yellow, wearing leg braces and moving with the help of a walker.
"Why's he wearing yellow, Mama?"
"That's his team's color, Joss. I bet the yellow team is playing Josiah's orange team."
"Oh," she said, satisfied with my answer.
"Zoe might play here one day," I added.
"Zoe might? Why not me or Robbie or Patience or Philip or Patricia?"
"These baseball teams are for kids with special needs, Jocelyn. That's why Zoe could play here."
Jocelyn's brow fell over her eyes, showing her confusion. I waited, expecting the question to come as soon as she processed her thoughts.
"But, Mom..." She paused.
"Josiah doesn't have special needs. He just has an extra chromosome."
She gets it.
...For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.
{1 Samuel 16:7}