But after a quiet Sunday, I was struck by the thought that Ada has been spending an eternity prior to coming to me forming a personality and becoming the little person she is right now. So while I still believe I can teach her, I recognized that I can't change the fundamentals. They're out of my control. She's only been my daughter for thirteen months, but she's been Someone Else's for an eternity. And I think He has a pretty good handle on parenting.
The realization didn't solve my museum conundrum, but it did make me feel like Ada is spectacular.
|Ada's latest trick: climbing onto the kitchen table. Oh what fun!|