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(for the conversation I had with Susannah after we dropped Jonas off at karate, click here)

When I picked Jonas up from karate, he told us all about learning the next eight steps of his kata. And then the conversation turned to building a tower high enough to reach the clouds. Which reminded me to tell him the story of the tower of Babel. Which led to the topic of the invisible nature of God, and that we can’t see or reach heaven. And then:

“So what happens when everyone, every person, everyone, is just dead and in heaven? What happens to our Earth then?

I tried my best to explain the New Heaven and the New Earth, not that I’ve got a perfect theological grasp on it myself. But I figure “A+ for effort,” right?

“So. We get new bodies… Will it have skin?”
“Will… your body have skin? Hmm. I don’t know, exactly. I’m not sure what our new bodies will look like. The Bible says they will be glorified bodies, like Christ has in heaven….”

“I hope we have skin. What color will it be?”
“I don’t know.”

“I hope my new skin is brown. And a little ‘fleeesh.’”
Then Susannah chimed in, “And I hope mine is blue! And purple!”
“You guys are awesome.”

{*Jonas’ word “FLEEESH” is how he pronounces the color-word on that Crayola crayon that’s sort of pale pinkish. I think I like his version better, since it always struck me as unfair to call that one “flesh-colored” when actual human flesh comes in such a beautiful array of shades.}

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When Jonas isn’t in the car, conversations with just Susannah are becoming really fun. Today, for example:

“Mommy, who has a baby?”
“We have a baby.”
“[Friend]’s mama has a baby! A baby in her belly!”
“Yes, she does. And Aunt Sharon has a baby in her belly.”
“And the mama goes, ‘unnnhhhhh’ {realistic labor grunt} right?”
“Yep, that’s what the mama says. Then what happens?”
“The red car* comes! Who’s in that red car?”
“The midwife. What does the midwife do?”
“She squeezes the belly. And she gets that, {swirling motion of one hand above a pointed finger of the other hand} what do you call, that blue stuff?”
“Oh, the gel. For the doppler. To hear the baby’s heartbeat?”
“Yep, she does the blue gel and the heartbeep. And the mama goes, ‘unnnhhhhh.’”
“And then what happens?”
“You get your baby out! It comes out of your body!”
“Yes. Do you know how the baby comes out?”
“Um. Out of your ‘you-dee-us’… out of your vulva!”
“That’s right!”
“And you have bones in your body.”
“Yep.”
“And you can’t take them out because you can’t walk if you take out your bones. And Pax can’t eat bones because he can choke and get sick and maybe die. And if you die you go to heaven. And Granddaddy Leo is in heaven. And Grandmama.”
“Yes, they are.”
“And mama! Look! That’s a police car!”
“Oooh, I see its lights are on.”
“Oh, mama. That police got someone. A single, a single, a single girl. She didn’t have her buckles on. And she is going to be ‘rested’ and she is going to jail and she is going a ticket. And she is gonna be sad for her mama. And her daddy. And her baby.”
“She didn’t have her buckles on?”
“Nope, she didn’t listened to her mama. No buckles.”
“Oh, that’s very sad. I hope she will listen next time.”
“She will, when she gets out of the jail… Hey mama, I’m going to sing a song to Abigail now.”
{song interlude}
“I’m gonna go fishin’. Pop goes fishin’ right? And Poppa?”
“Yes, they do.”
“And I’m gonna {pantomimes casting a line} fling that thing and the rope goes in the watah, and the fish is gonna go ‘CHOMP’ and I’m gonna catch him! Will you cook him up for me?”
“Sure! If you catch a fish, I’ll cook him for you.”
“Because he has germs until you cook him! But then you can eat him and he bees delicious! And you say, ‘Yum, fish!’ Right?”
“You got it.”

*Our homebirth midwife, Michelle, did indeed arrive for each appointment and Abigail’s birth in her red car. I’m fascinated that Susannah remembered this detail.

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Susannah left Sunday School with some kind of white paper craft. I saw markery scribbles and stickers but had no idea what it was. In the car:
Me: Susannah, what did you make today?
S: It’sa emma-lote.
Me: Oh, that’s a nice envelope! What are you going to do with it?
S: I’m gonna put monies in my emma-lote.
Me: Money?
S: Yep, I’m gonna ask Daddy for monies. And put the pennies in the emma-lote. And say a prayer to give the emma-lote to God.
Me: Oh, you’re going to give the money to God? That’s wonderful, when we give our money to God.
S: Yes. I give the pennies to God. But not to Jesus. He’s dead.

Jonas was raving about some object – I truly have no idea what he was talking about at the start of this conversation, but then he said:
J: …And it’s orange! I love orange! Orange is my favorite color.
Me: Really?! I thought green was your favorite color.
J: [peers at me over his glasses] No, mom. Orange is my favorite. Green is my malainus color.
Me. …. “malainus”? What is malainus?
J: You know. Like my toys that don’t go with any other toys. Mah-lain-us.
Me: Um. Miscellaneous?
J: That’s what I said. Green is my miscellaneous color.

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Susannah has a new and consuming obsession with volcanoes. Viewing videos and photos and reading about volcanoes hasn’t satisfied her curiosity.We have the following conversation at least once a day. 

“Mommy, what’s a bolcano?”
“A volcano… is a mountain with an opening where lava, steam, and ashes come out when it erupts.”
“Mommy, what’s hop laba?”
“Hot lava is melted rocks.”
“Mommy, why does a bolcano interrupt?”
“A volcano erupts when the pressure inside it gets high and the lava needs to pour out.”
“Okay.”

“Hey mommy? What’s a bolcano?”

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This first picture is a little fuzzy, but I had to post it. This is what I got when I said, “Can you turn around a little bit and show me your backpack and lunchbox?” Look at that pose!


And here’s the more traditional, respectable “first day of school” picture:


So, yes. We sent Susannah to “school” today. Technically it’s just Parents’ Day Out at our church (sort of the little sibling of the church preschool)… it’s from 9:00-12:30 and we signed her up for Wednesdays and Fridays for now. They also offer Mondays, so we may add that at some point in the future.

What we heard today:

from Miss Chrissy: She was a real joy! Just now I asked her if she needed to potty and she said, “NO, thank you, Miss Teacher Lady!” {much laughter}

from Susannah: We did shaving cream, and you pat it and you get it on your hands but you don’t eat it.

“Did you play on the play equipment?” “Yes, and I bonked into someone. And someone put me into {raises her voice to a spooky level} THE TIME OUT SPOT.” “Did you have to sit quietly in time out?” “Nope. We just talked to each otha’.”

on the way home: “Hey mama! Tomorrow, I want to go to school again. BUS SCHOOL.”

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Birth day – 2009

1st birthday – 2010

2nd birthday – 2011

3rd birthday – 2012




Interview with a 3-Year-Old:
Susannah, what is today? It’s my birthday!

What is your favorite color? Purple.

What is your favorite song? “Happy birthday to Susannah!”

What are you going to be, when you’re a big grown-up like me? A supah-hero.

What is your favorite book? Baby Einsteins!

Where is your favorite place to go?

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MICHELLE NEBEL

I write uplifting women’s fiction woven with threads of faith, grace, and Southern hospitality. My blog is where I share a glimpse of my life, and I hope you’ll find the thoughts here encouraging!

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