The best teacher.

I love when God chooses to humble me through my children. Just the other day Jacob was telling me that God doesn't like it when I did this or that. Many times I have been quoted saying that Abby "doesn't talk as much as Jacob did at that age" or that she didn't "walk as early as Jacob did." I never realized how much I compared the two, or how unfair it is to even do that. They are two different people. And I have also raised them differently. Poor Abby doesn't get as much reading time as Jacob did. But that's because I have two children now. When it was just Jacob he was my only focus. Therefore, we had lots of one on one time because it was just that--just the two of us. Now there are three of us on a daily basis (and four when Daddy gets off work). That means less one on one time for Abby.

So I'm always so impressed when she seems to pick up on things that I don't deliberately sit down and teach her. With Jacob I worked on his colors, numbers, and shapes on a daily basis. I realize that I just don't do this as much with Abby. So this morning when I went in to pick her up out of her crib (my favorite daily interaction with her) and she shouted, "Mommy...purple!" while pointing at my purple sweater I couldn't help but be so proud of my little girl. It's amazing how much she aborbs and takes in.

And then I also realized that she has two teachers now...both myself and Jacob. So instead of getting down on myself when I don't always have the time to sit with her individually and teach her the things that I taught Jacob, my heart is warmed by the thought that her "big" brother is now a teacher, taking the things that I have taught him and passing them on to his sister.