I was thinking of posting about something I heard while Sophie was playing the other day. And then I remembered this post about Maya playing: The kind of pretending Cicily's life inspires. Maya was about 4 years old and Sophie is 3. Both play scenarios really mirror our lives at the time. When Maya was 4 we were all about therapists and medical procedures. Now when Sophie's 3 we're all about wheelchairs and having hope in a future day when Cicily has a perfect body.
So Sophie was playing the other day (she likes to pretend on her own) and I overheard her saying, "It's ok, when you're resurrected you'll be able to walk and do all that stuff."
I'm happy Sophie has perfect 3 year old faith that because of Jesus, Cicily will be resurrected and be able to walk someday.
(No photo accompanying this post as Sophie likes to spend her days as a "nudie" whenever possible.) :)