Our New Year began with a bang...or a slam to be more precise...actually a slam and a blood-curdling scream...the slam of a bedroom door (right at the strike of midnight) on Jaycee's right hand pinching her pinkie finger between the door frame and swinging portal (hence the scream...). The soft tissue was crushed, but fortunately, the bone was spared, and though swollen to twice its size and colored various shades of blue and purple, an ice pack and buddy taping (not to mention several engrossed, condoling friends) dried up cascading tears within an admirably short period of time. In true momma bear fashion I was ready to lop off the head of the little tyrant who so carelessly shut the door on Jaycee's misplaced fingers. But, in true Jaycee fashion, my daughter was quick to relieve the perpetrator of any sort of blame or malice.
"It was just an accident, mom, he didn't do it on purpose."
Followed by:
"I shouldn't have put my hand near the door in the first place."
That's my girl. So sweet...and forgiving...she is the most charitable person I know.
Jaycee is nine; my third girl, my most sensitive, complicated, insistent, and taxing of my children. She also treasures me more than any other person on the planet. She writes me love notes and draws pictures for me to display. Most contain images of the two of us, doing things together, surrounded by hearts, swirls and rainbows. Jaycee is affectionate and tender, generous and thoughtful. She has an innate sense of goodness that she embraces and shares with others. She is very spiritual, and has been blessed with a fervent testimony and an unyielding desire to choose the right.
Jaycee struggles a bit with issues beyond her understanding or control. Situations and pressures that would cause many adults to throw their hands up in frustration, are daily occurrences for Jaycee, and are often accompanied by the scrutiny and criticism of others. With maturity far beyond her nine little years, Jaycee manages to maintain a true love for all, thrives on peacemaking and is an ardent champion of the underdog.
Even when pitching a fit over bothersome sibling antics( she can tantrum like no other...), or pouting about a friend's new coveted acquisition (usually a darling new outfit for her doll...) Jaycee is able to somehow maintain her charming nature and snap from hysterics to delight in mere seconds.
Lexi summed it up perfectly not long ago when she looked at her little sister (who happened to be explaining the importance of keeping the Sabbath Day holy) and said "Jaycee is just so........good..."
I couldn't agree more.
5 comments:
We love Jaycee - she is sweet, happy, loving, and fun to be with. She is a great friend to Amelia!! Glad the finger feels better!
I love it when they're good.
By the way, I think you would make a marvelous Southern Belle!
You are lucky. Some are just born with those "good" spirits. Hold on to that with both hands.
She is the sweetest girl around! We all just love Jaycee!
What a way to start your year. She is darling. Good thing you know what you are doing in that department. Happy new year.
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