The 'Chosen One....'

This was some years back, perhaps when my daughter was just 3 years old...

She was sitting on the window ledge and I was trying to feed her. I asked her how she was born in our family. She embarked on a story.. She said once when she was flying in the sky- she saw me hanging out the clothes to dry in the window. She immediately decided that this is the 'mamma' that she wants. She went and told God - Please send me to this 'Mamma'. And that is how she landed in our family. Later when I told this story to my husband and he again asked her how she came into our family - she told him the same story - except this time she told him she had seen him watching the TV and had decided she wanted this 'Papa'...

I am still amazed at how a little 3 year old can make you feel like "The chosen one..." and make you feel even more responsible then ever for doing what is right for her...