Is This In My Future?

If Sarah saw this, she’d probably ask to be “it” for Halloween.

My sweet little runt of a five-year-old currently has an infatuation with wrestling.  Don’t ask me where she got it, because I couldn’t answer that.  We don’t watch wrestling in our home, and I seriously doubt any of our babysitters do either (although that question may need to be raised). 

I have already shared this story with many of you in person, but for my blog readers, let me entertain you…

We were sitting enjoying Golden Spoon frozen yogurt on my husband’s birthday.  As we all ate with our golden spoons, Esther asked, “I wonder what Judah will be when he grows up?  Will he be a pastor like his daddy? Or maybe a house person like his mommy?”  We all sat kind of smiling, thinking, and still licking those golden spoons to death when Sarah pipes up and in all seriousness says, “Or he could be a wrestler like me.”

I’m sorry?  A wrestler?  Did she even know that “girls” wrestle?  And since that moment, there have been many conversations regarding wrestling.  For example:

Sarah – “Do you have to kiss at your wedding?”

Mom – “Well, usually you kiss your husband at the end, yes.”

Sarah – “Awww, come on!”

Mom – “Well you kind of want to kiss him.”

Sarah – “Well, then maybe I won’t get married.”

Mom – “Well, if you want to have children, usually, you need to get married to do that.  Because that’s how God wants us to do it.  He wants us to get married, and then have our children.  And we want to do it like God wants us to, because we want to live to glorify God.  We want to do what makes God happy.”

LONG PAUSE

Sarah – “Do you think God wants me to be a wrestler?”

LONG PAUSE

Sarah – “Because it’s something that I’m good at.”

That kid keeps me guessin’.    How I love her!