One of the reasons I named this girl Pearson was just so I could call her "sweet pea" and have it be simply: true. A twist on the old term of endearment. And how true it has turned out to be. She's my shy girl. Often she needs to be properly introduced to others (even other little girls) before she speaks and I find this ironic, because I'm rarely ever proper. That's sort of my charm, right? I'll keep telling myself that;)
Sometimes, Pea worries others will laugh at her or think she's in the way so she never cuts in line at the bus stop. Also: so NOT me. But I love that I have a daughter who is different than me, who will challenge me to develop much needed weaknesses in my own spirit just by being who God created her to be. She's SUCH a helper (with a happy heart), a good sister & friend, and an animal lover (she makes drawings and songs for Brutus that she tapes to his kennel and feeds him every day adding a treat to his bowl beneath his food). She writes me songs and honestly has such an AMAZING eye for color and design. She's generous like her daddy. She's my:
Sweet Pea...
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