Knowing how much she looks up to me and wants to emulate me gives me good cause to watch my mouth and my actions, and do my best to give her something worth imitating. When I see her with her hands on her hips looking at one of her brothers with a finger up his nose, to which she’ll say, “Somebody needs some hand sanitizer,” I know where she’s heard it and seen it. It reminds me that she’s watching my every move, and I ought to offer behavior of high quality for her observation.
I love that she looks like her daddy. She has his big brown eyes and those high cheekbones, among so many other gorgeous features. She’s beautiful. And I love that she and I have our affection for flowers and butterflies in common. But I hope that as she grows up I get the message across to her that I love her for the unique and lovely girl the Lord created her to be, inside and out. I also pray fervently that she will make the decision to trust and follow Him. That is the most important thing we could share.