Five-year-old Sisters are Blessings

There are times I do not fully appreciate the blessing of siblings...more specifically, certain five-year-old siblings. And then there are other times when I am completely overwhelmed by the gift God has given me by placing them in my life.
As many of you know, I have been battling a nasty cold for over a week now. On Monday I found out I had pink-eye to go with the whole deal. Needless to say, I was miserable. Besides being painful, I was bemoaning the fact that I also looked like a zombie with my swollen, blood-shot eyes. Blech. I laid in bed all day feeling sorry for myself.
Abby kept me company all day. She ran errands for me and drew me princess pictures. She also chattered non-stop. And no matter how much I wanted to, it was impossible to feel mopey.

One particular conversation went like this:


Abby: "At the dentist they put some goo on my teeth that was supposed to taste like cherries, but it tasted like flies."
Me: "Flies? How do you know what a fly tastes like?"
Abby: "Well, one day I was riding my bike. And I was singing and a fly flew right into my mouth."
Me: "Eww! What did you do?"
Abby (looking perplexed): "I swallowed it, of course!"
Me: "Swallowed it! Why didn't you spit it out?"
Abby: "Oh! I didn't think about that!"

Conversation #2:

Abby: "Do you remember when we were driving home from Jefferson City and we got a pancake on our tire and we had to stop and call someone..."
Me: "Whoa! Wait...we got a what on our tire?"
Abby: "A pancake. Remember? Daddy stopped the car and got out and said 'there's a pancake on our tire.'"
It occurred to me that Daddy must have said "our tire is flat as a pancake". And all this time Abby thought we had to stop and call a tow-truck because we got a pancake on our tire! Oh my gosh. I had to laugh a while before I could explain what had really happened.

Well, I am feeling much better today. I still have a cough, but my eyes are way better - not swollen anymore, just red. Five-year-olds are good medicine. :)